With eyes as red as fire and red hair down to her backside now, Josephine stomped toward the surprised men, each step commanding more respect than the last.

Just when you think everything’s okay….it’s not.

“Before her vision went black, she saw the number display brightly showing the number 13…”

“Hello?” she whispered into the receiver, her hand shaking a little.

“Hello.” something whispered back. She nearly dropped the phone.