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The janitor at the local hospital has been seeing dead people. Real dead people. They follow him around the halls, trying to speak to him, and showing him visions of unspeakable horrors. Why do they want to speak to him? Why the ghastly, nightmarish visions? Before the night is over, the truth behind it all may be a lot more terrifying than he could ever imagine....

I'd had too much to drink again. The demon alcohol, always there, tempting me to have another drink. He knows that if he just tempts me enough, pushes me enough, I'll give in. I always do. Because I am weak, and I am a coward. At times, I've wondered if the demon alcohol was really the Devil incarnate. How else could he always win the battle between good and evil, using only a bottle of cheap liquor? Evil does exist, my friends; never, ever have any doubt of that. I know from experience; I've shaken hands with the devil and lived to tell the tale....