Rami flipped the imp off, and then sat down on the steps in front of the motel. What could she do? The first thing she tried was knocking on the doors of the motel rooms. The first three rooms she approached were inhabited by zombies, demons, and imps --- all seemed either actively hostile, or just plain rude. So Rami looked out at the hot, parched desert. There appeared to be something shimmering, way out on the horizon. Maybe she could make it to the spot - it was better than staying in Hell. She set off into the scorching desert. Eight hours later, the buzzards had picked her bones clean.
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