I was talking to one of my “associates” a few days ago, and the conversation turned to things that go bump in the night.
My colleague grinned and told me he wasn’t worried about that sorta thing.
He pulled out a small box and inside was a single shiny bullet, so I complemented him on his jewellery and laughed.
Then he got it out and showed it to me…
…It was a silver bullet, with little marks on it.
Turns out, one of his contacts put him in touch with this old woman…
…Who takes silver and a bit of blood and makes “majik bullets”, which will affect things “not of this world” – if you can believe the gullibility of some people.
When he told me how much it cost for 1 bullet, I just shook my head and told him to keep it as jewellery.