Hey there kids, it's me, Mr. Creepypasta, and I just wanted to let you know that

Tales from a gas station volume 1 through 3 is available right now on paperback, and

on Kindle.

And in hardcover, all of them available on Amazon, and if you have Amazon Prime, you can actually

get volume 1 available now for free.

Also, volumes 1 and 2 are available now on Audible, narrated by yours truly.

And now on to tonight's story.

The only other place I could think to look for Jerry was our room.

I kept my eyes down as I cut through the parlor in great hall, as far as I was concerned

there was no reason to talk to any of these people ever again.

I'd socialized enough for one day.

Before I reached the base, the grand staircase, I noticed that the air smelled like sweet

tobacco smoke.

I soon realized that the smell was coming from the front door.

Now that I didn't have a blade against my face, I could see the situation in front of me

with much more clarity.

It was obvious where Jerry had disappeared too.

All I had to do was follow the smell of smoke.

I pushed open the front door right as another crack of lightning filled the night sky.

The thunder ended, followed by a guilty sounding, hey buddy.

He was Jerry.

He and Tobias looked back at me from the porch railing, both equipped with lit cigars

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