The Great Demon Holm

“Seven pence,” the boss continued in that unfriendly tone.,Jack thought, with such a loathsome disposition, it would be understandable for someone to want to buy his life.,Watching the boss, eyes wide with terror, stare at him before clutching his neck and collapsing, writhing on the ground like a fat, juicy maggot, Jack sighed helplessly. He turned around, flipped the sign to "CLOSE", pulled down the curtain, and locked the door behind him.。