In which there is plenty of fighting and drinking amongst the undead community and bad dreams for everyone else. Which explains my headache in the morning.
After a slight hiatus, the ghost writer continues his account of disreputable and frequently drunk goings on while the world sleeps (or fails to).
A story of sorts in 200-word episodes. The sort of thing that might be going on under our noses as we lead our oblivious lives. Stands to reason ...
A story of sorts in 200-word episodes. In which the writer expresses somewhat freely his distaste for his toothy undead colleagues.