Inktober 2015: Amulet

Narration: It must have been fate. It was not only the ugliest, but also the most deadly anniversary gift ever given. The garish color of the amulet betrayed none of the evil it contained. I had been better off had I thrown it away right then; but it was such a charming gift how could I have?
Constanza: This is like something out of ‘Dinner Date with a Vampire!’
Frederic: That is your guilty pleasure, no?
C: You’re my guilty pleasure.
(They kiss.)
Narration: The statement ended up being truer than I ever expected. Though some of the pleasure has faded, the guilt never will.
– ‘Carry on, Carrion: A Necromantic Comedy’