The Castle

Tales From One-Eyed Cat Lane
Prelude: Mike

Prelude: Mike

Mike: Mary called you up to the front office.  The store had been closed for a few hours, she was probably just closing the books.  You park the pallet of Twinkies and Ho-Hos and take the long walk through the dimly-lit aisles with a growing sense of...

Prelude: Seamus

Prelude: Seamus

Seamus: It’s a night like any other, you suppose.  The late trucks pull up to the dock and you spend a few hours with a pallet jack unloading them and stowing them in the warehouse before the stockers come in and put the stuff out on the shelves.  Same shit...

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