by Lilah Wild

Stress. Chipped polish. Rage. A new salon beckoned from the corner: Vamps. She strode in and demanded immediate service.

A calm smile guided her to a chair.

She stepped out of her pinching stilettos and descended into warm bubbles. Strong hands kneaded the pain expertly from her soles. Jagged edges and dead skin vanished beneath files and scrapes, leaving her flesh smooth and clean.

The lights went out.

All she could see was the technician’s smile…pointed teeth. Strong hands lifted her excellently prepared foot into a gaping mouth. Screams rose from the other chairs, as the jaws snapped together.


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