Since she knew how into horror movies and books he was, she started wondering if maybe he’d placed a curse on her. So she visited a tarot card reader, who wasn’t useful, but a psychic hotline she called was. The psychic had convinced her
Cancel Culture | Kim Cancer that Colin had likely placed a hex on her and accompanied Samantha in an hour-long prayer that was calming and mentally therapeutic.
Samantha decided that she’d fight fire with fire, too, and looked into putting her own curse on Colin, if anything, to cancel out his. She googled witches’ curses, Satanic rituals, but settled on buying a voodoo doll on Amazon, and took to stabbing at it, joyously, every night, for a week, with a sewing needle.
But simply stabbing the voodoo doll wasn’t enough. Eventually her vengeful smile died. Molded into something else. Bent forward to her kitchen counter, she found herself hyperventilating, seeing Colin’s ruddy freckled face, alive on the doll, the serial killer look gleaming in his blue eyes.
With her body quivering in quakes of anger and pain, hot tears streaming down her cheeks, she lost control and shrieked and violently ripped the doll to pieces.
Then angrily threw its mangled remains out the kitchen window, watched the serial killer’s face float away into the cool drizzly gusts of a starless night.