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Index was once a small and close-knit community, but the town located on the western side of Washington state has grown in recent years beyond anyone's expectations. It is the ideal place for those who work in Seattle but can't afford the city's high real estate prices, and for others the natural beauty attracts them to the town. And Index truly is a beautiful place - surrounded by thick evergreen trees, tall mountains and glistening rivers and lakes. While weather is typically rainy with overcast skies even this does nothing to take away from the beauty of the town, and it is only highlighted further when the heavy snow graces the town and caps the mountains in winter. To many, Index would seem like a paradise. And yet lurking beneath this visual beauty there is more to this town than anyone might ever imagine...

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[Closed] Frank Coswell

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Posted on Thu Jun 22, 2017 12:05 am

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A small loft apartment ⋅ misty rain ⋅ late morning


My Frankie wasn't supposed to die, the woman said aloud. She stood over the pot, her long brown and gray hair in a braid that hung to her side. It wasn't water that boiled in the red pot atop her stove that was likely from nineteen eighty six. The blood of a vampire, the blood of a necromancer (which had been more than a feat to obtain), and of all things, an entire bottle of bourbon. Wild Turkey, in particular since it was Frank Coswell's favorite. Setting in the bottom of the pot was a knife and six black rocks that did not look particularly special but Carolyn had spent hours on the ritual (and did it every time) the day before. I just wanted him to come home. She frowned and watched as the concoction became more viscous, reducing itself until there was nothing left but a goop that covered the knife and rocks. She used a pair of tongs to remove the knife, placing it on a cloth on her small kitchen table, the goop dripping on the floor as she went. Sigurd? What kind of name was Sigurd anyway? He was probably Frank longer than he was Sig. She gestured quotation marks with her fingers as she said the last word.

It all could have been so much easier if she could find the bitch who had compelled her husband away. But Carolyn Coswell knew that nothing in her life came easy. Even her vengeance. She took off her purple blouse, draped it over a chair, and picked up the handle of the still hot knife. She bent her arm back and began slashing away. Somewhere in Owl Heights, a vampire named Benjamin Reese began to bleed.

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