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Chapter eight: Ghost Busting
The Patterson house, surrounded by a white picket fence, seemed like a perfectly calm and orderly residence. Third on a street of seven houses, it didn't stand out much from any of the other buildings save for the numbers on the mailbox and the little lawn flamingo that perched pinkly on the grass. Mrs. Patterson had requested discretion, about ( Read more... ) -
Chapter Seven: Katrina Makes Waves
"Thank you so much, Mr. Vargas." Mrs. Landis hugged her son tightly, smiling through tears ( Read more... ) -
Chapter six: Sleepwalking
Charmaine couldn't sleep again, so she walked the short distance from her house to Heck's place. Trembleton at night was usually peaceful, and tonight was no exception. The soft rush of the wind through the trees and the occasional bark of a dog excited by this were the only sounds other than Charmaine's feet crunching over the fall leaves as she ( Read more... ) -
Chapter Five: Brains!
Rhonda filed her nails on her break - that her hair and nails still kept growing, albeit slower, was one of the big surprises of being a zombie. Being undead had a few distinct advantages that most folks didn't even realize - you had to go to the hairdresser and nail salon far less often and you saved a bunch of money on health insurance. Of ( Read more... ) -
Chapter Four: The Cemetery Gates
Heck parked the hearse just outside the cemetery gates, and went around to the back to open up the bay. Newt lagged behind ( Read more... ) -
Chapter Three: Newt's Commute
Newt, who was still coming to terms with being called 'Newt' instead of Andrew Andy or Drew as he'd been known all his life until yesterday morning, took the bus from Phear U to his first day of work in Trembleton. The newly Christened Newt liked traveling by bus for a few different reasons. Top of the list was that it was cheap. Being a poor ( Read more... ) -
Chapter Two: Toil and Trouble
Long after Newt the Intern had departed, Heck worked on his files. He studied his upcoming cases, and took notes on what compounds he would need to prepare for each situation. In a few cases, a little over the counter product like his patented Ghost-B-Gone would work just fine - but there were some that needed his full attention. A full day ahead ( Read more... ) -
Chapter One - The Intern
In the sleepy hamlet of Trembleton, nestled deep in the pines of Southern Jersey, there lived a necromancer named Heck. Hector Vargas, to be formal - known as Heck to his friends - lived and worked in a two-story house, with weathered siding and shuttered windows, painted in an array of colors. Heck's house was certainly one of the most colorful ( Read more... )