Mister Zippy

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He found the mask stuffed away in a corner of the attic of the new house. “New” was a generous way to describe the old, creepy dust trap. The place was a moldy hunk of junk rotting from the inside out, like bad fruit. It was in the middle of nowhere, thirty minutes outside of town. Everything about it screamed “not interested” in Logan’s brain, but Candice was in love with it, convinced she could work her magic on it and turn it into a piece of art, and Logan was…