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Suddenly, the door swung open. A woman stumbled in, looking like she’d just been chased through a haunted car wash. This was Nadia, a client who seemed to be suffering from a particularly nasty gypsy curse. Behind her, a loony gargoyle’s head floated into the room, cackling to itself.

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Dog shrugged, leaning back in his chair as the sun began to rise over Lisbon. "Maybe not, kid. But look on the bright side. At least we didn't get eaten." the-interactive-adventures-of-dog-mendonca

Dog didn't look up from the newspaper. "I didn't eat his cat, Eurico. I merely interrogated it. It was a person of interest in a saucer-of-milk racketeering scheme." Suddenly, the door swung open

Dog finally stood up, his joints popping like bubble wrap. "Disappearing monsters? That sounds like work. I hate work. Eurico, grab the toolkit." Behind her, a loony gargoyle’s head floated into

Eurico, the unpaid apprentice and former pizza delivery guy, sat at a desk that was mostly held together by gum and hope. He was currently staring at a stack of unpaid bills while Dog, a werewolf who dressed like a detective from a movie that went straight to VHS, leaned back in his chair.