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Story 1. The cursed rental.

I'm standing behind the counter, joking around with Macy, when the entry door chime sounds.

Hello. I say without turning around.

Welcome in!

Macy says with genuine excitement.

It's how she always greets blockbuster customers, and it's one of the reasons I'm crushing on her so bad.

Before we can resume what I hope is flirting, something hits me in the middle of my back.

Ow! I spin around in time to see a raven-haired woman with tattoos all over her arms

rushing back out through the store's entrance door.

At my feet lies a clamshell rental case, blue, white, and yellow, with the Blockbuster logo.

Before I glance away, I noticed something odd.

The first B in Blockbuster isn't yellow like the rest of the letters.

It's a deep crimson. What the heck was that about? Macy asks, her bubbly energy down to a low sizzle.

Do you know her?

I shake my head, watching through the store windows as the woman stops directly in front of a silver

Camry parked in the lot, which I assume belongs

to her.

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