"What can I do for you?" He didn't look worried, which surprised Jim, as Linger stuck his head out of the pocket. The two were obviously old acquaintances.
"Help me bend the Rules." He hooked his diminutive thumb up at Jim. "I'm not allowed to mess with my host, at least very much. Nothing stopping me getting somebody else to do a bit of body shop work and a respray for me, though, is there?"
They both laughed at this, and Jim's heart sank even further. He tried to turn around and leave, but Linger raised a hand, and he froze in place. "I'll just switch him off for a bit. It'll be more fun when he comes to, and discovers what we've done to him." Another gesture, and the lights went out.
When he came to, he was walking out the door, but...
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