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162 pages, ebook
First published October 1, 2006
I looked down at the hook. Maurice had squished a worm onto it. A worm spirit didn't appear and immediately start telling me about the moment of its death, so I presumed I was safe from the spirits of bugs. But then it moved and I realized it was still alive. Gross.
"Your eyes were half-open, but they were fixed, not moving."
Oh. That must've been really attractive. Good thing anything paranormal, ugly or not, makes Jacob horny.
Not only had my reality become more Dawn of the Dead than I was accustomed to, but suddenly all the hungry cadavers were acting like I was in possession of the world's last brain...When your life revolves around talking to ghosts to solve murders, how can you tell when things are getting out of hand?
“That’s what’s wrong with Psychs,” I said. “The sixth sense doesn’t match up with the other senses, so anything we describe comes out flawed. It’s like trying to describe how purple smells, or what pain sounds like.”The sudden increase in paranormal activity isn't a huge deal at first. Victor is the kinda guy who has no problem taking a side of Auracel with his Auracel in order to make the spirits go away. Unfortunately, Vic has to stay off the pills, Doctor's orders, and doesn't that just put the last nail in this undead coffin?
I probably should’ve just trusted him. Maybe I did. Maybe it was me that I couldn’t trust. [...] I wondered if I was ever totally present for Jacob, or if he always had to search for the real me between the cracks of all the drugs I took...Sweet, steady, Jacob... I'm beginning to think Jacob is the perfect person for Vic, but I'm not so sure Vic is the best person for Jacob. Vic has been lashing out in his sleep - violently attacking Jacob, but waking with no memory of the event...
Question of the Day : What IS PsyCop?
She slipped a pamphlet into my hands. On the cover was a triangle with a rainbow inside and I nearly spewed the bagel the nurse had given me. How'd she know I was gay? It was the blowjob. They'd found traces of semen in my mouth. Oh god, I was so fired. And then I'd lose my health coverage, and then my liver would explode.
"In addition to changing the meds, you'll have to start watching your diet," she said.
I stared at her.
"The USDA modified the food pyramid to reflect their most recent guidelines," she said, as I scrambled to figure out what my diet had to do with being queer. Chance pointed at the pamphlet. "You'll note there's no donut group. And no coffee group either. Limit coffee to one cup a day. Two, at the most."
I looked down at the pamphlet and read the title. My Pyramid Plan : A Guide to Healthy Eating.