1-800-ᴘꜱʏᴄʜɪᴄ ʜᴏᴛʟɪɴᴇ

⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ʜᴏꜱᴛɪɴɢ 102.6 ꜰᴍ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ 1ᴀᴍ ᴀɴᴅ 5ᴀᴍ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ Qᴜᴇꜱᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍʏꜱᴛᴇʀʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪꜱ ʟɪꜰᴇ? ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ᴅɪᴀʟ 1-800-ᴘꜱʏᴄʜɪᴄ

[1-800-ᴘꜱʏᴄʜɪᴄ ʜᴏᴛʟɪɴᴇ @PsychicHotIine]

ᴡᴇ’ʟʟ ʙᴇ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴛʀᴀᴄᴋ.

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⤾ RTs & ♡?

[1-800-ᴘꜱʏᴄʜɪᴄ ʜᴏᴛʟɪɴᴇ @PsychicHotIine]

“Some of you…

Are very bold.”

[1-800-ᴘꜱʏᴄʜɪᴄ ʜᴏᴛʟɪɴᴇ @PsychicHotIine]

// replies tonight or tomorrow.

[Eʟɪᴢᴀʙᴇᴛʜ Cᴀsᴇʏ @ParanormalDicck]

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[1-800-ᴘꜱʏᴄʜɪᴄ ʜᴏᴛʟɪɴᴇ @PsychicHotIine]

—talk with those in another realm of existence. Or that is my theory at least.”

Violetta revs the engine up a bit and content puts the car in reverse. Backing out of her parking space and driving out the parking lot.

[1-800-ᴘꜱʏᴄʜɪᴄ ʜᴏᴛʟɪɴᴇ @PsychicHotIine]

“People in the middle of nowhere need protection from the unknown as well.”

She glances over for a moment. The car engine slowly waking up with guttural noises.

“As for the first part. Guess I was just born with it. I could see things since I could remember. My radio show—

[Eʟɪᴢᴀʙᴇᴛʜ Cᴀsᴇʏ @ParanormalDicck]

Sliding into the passenger seat, Elizabeth made sure her gaze was locked on the other. No motion is made to try and warm herself. Not once did she shiver or try to bundle up.

"Well for starters. . .when did you get this ability? Why use it for a radio show for people living ->

[1-800-ᴘꜱʏᴄʜɪᴄ ʜᴏᴛʟɪɴᴇ @PsychicHotIine]

—lets me talk to people going threw things. The type of things that ghosts or other entities attach to. For some reason I can sense when supernatural stuff is happening to one of my callers. I think the best way to describe it is how radios can be like a spirit box. A way to—

[1-800-ᴘꜱʏᴄʜɪᴄ ʜᴏᴛʟɪɴᴇ @PsychicHotIine]

…

[1-800-ᴘꜱʏᴄʜɪᴄ ʜᴏᴛʟɪɴᴇ @PsychicHotIine]

—if that is the case why not call after this song? This is Dirty Little Secret by Artemas.”

[1-800-ᴘꜱʏᴄʜɪᴄ ʜᴏᴛʟɪɴᴇ @PsychicHotIine]

“This is Violetta, your host into the unknown on 102.6 Mystic. Tell me dear listener have you been holding in something you’ve been wanting to get off your chest? Something that will alleviate a pressure that has been building for a long time? Maybe a Dirty Little Secret?

Well—

[1-800-ᴘꜱʏᴄʜɪᴄ ʜᴏᴛʟɪɴᴇ @PsychicHotIine]

@NostraNox “Something like that. Did you want to join me?”

[1-800-ᴘꜱʏᴄʜɪᴄ ʜᴏᴛʟɪɴᴇ @PsychicHotIine]

“Heh, yeah I’ll need a drink after that one.”

[1-800-ᴘꜱʏᴄʜɪᴄ ʜᴏᴛʟɪɴᴇ @PsychicHotIine]

She was staring blankly at her computer screen. Researching a haunted building nearby.

Her eyes were getting heavy. Maybe it was time to take a break.

[1-800-ᴘꜱʏᴄʜɪᴄ ʜᴏᴛʟɪɴᴇ @PsychicHotIine]

—offense. You assume I can’t make a good cup of coffee.”

She mock scoffs.

“Well since we are in the privacy of my car why don’t you start asking away. Since you have so many questions.”

[1-800-ᴘꜱʏᴄʜɪᴄ ʜᴏᴛʟɪɴᴇ @PsychicHotIine]

Once she was in the driver’s seat she unlocks the passenger’s side door. Her hand moving the key into ignition of her all junker of American muscle. After doing so she rubs her hands together and blows into them to warm up her hands.

“Gotta let my car warm up. Also I take—

[Eʟɪᴢᴀʙᴇᴛʜ Cᴀsᴇʏ @ParanormalDicck]

The detective followed the disc jockey with a level of confidence that was rather uncanny. Most wouldn't just accept an invite to a strangers house in the middle of the night; Elizabeth was walking to the passenger side of Violetta's car.

"I have time to spare and lots of ->

[1-800-ᴘꜱʏᴄʜɪᴄ ʜᴏᴛʟɪɴᴇ @PsychicHotIine]

—it’s a currant fling that you know isn’t gonna work but you can’t help but stick around. Everyone has a story when it comes to love. It can be something Beautiful or it can be something dark.

This is ‘So Beautiful by DPR IAN’ I’ll be taking your calls right after this song.”

[1-800-ᴘꜱʏᴄʜɪᴄ ʜᴏᴛʟɪɴᴇ @PsychicHotIine]

“This is Violetta, your host into the unknown on 102.6 Mystic. We will start tonight’s set off with something with more of a grove yet you can still hear that inner turmoil we have all felt when it comes to love. Maybe it’s memories about the one that got away or maybe—

[1-800-ᴘꜱʏᴄʜɪᴄ ʜᴏᴛʟɪɴᴇ @PsychicHotIine]

“Guess that old couple still are dealing with ghosts…

Guess I can go check it out again.”

[1-800-ᴘꜱʏᴄʜɪᴄ ʜᴏᴛʟɪɴᴇ @PsychicHotIine]

“No just a radio DJ, I play music, and sometimes I take callers and listen to their problems.”

Sometimes those callers gave her leads to investigate things on the more supernatural side when she was out of work.

[𝒞𝒶𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝑀𝑜𝓂𝓂𝒶 𝐻𝒶𝓃𝑔𝓎𝒶(𝑀𝐼𝐿𝐹) @BreakingB4D4U]

@PsychicHotIine

“So what are ya some radio ghost star?”

[1-800-ᴘꜱʏᴄʜɪᴄ ʜᴏᴛʟɪɴᴇ @PsychicHotIine]

—gonna be. Then I think we should have some privacy. Also I haven’t decided if you have a right to the knowledge of my favorite coffee spot.”

Her tone was neutral.

“Anyways, It’s not far of a drive.”

[1-800-ᴘꜱʏᴄʜɪᴄ ʜᴏᴛʟɪɴᴇ @PsychicHotIine]

“Sure you could say that~.”

She turns to face the stranger with the crimson hair and kicks the exit door open. Violetta walks backwards and turns back around once Elizabeth walks through as well.

“We are going to my place. If this is the type of conversation I think it’s—

[Eʟɪᴢᴀʙᴇᴛʜ Cᴀsᴇʏ @ParanormalDicck]

Walking past her as if she wasn't an issue was. . .surprising. It seems she's going to like this one. With a soft smirk, Elizabeth turned around and began walking towards the exit as well.

"Well then, Ms. Violetta. Let's go grab a cup and talk. It's not like I'm one to turn ->

[1-800-ᴘꜱʏᴄʜɪᴄ ʜᴏᴛʟɪɴᴇ @PsychicHotIine]

—“As for answering your questions…

How about answering one of mine first. Wanna get some coffee? I doubt I’d survive your questions without caffeine.”

[1-800-ᴘꜱʏᴄʜɪᴄ ʜᴏᴛʟɪɴᴇ @PsychicHotIine]

She yawns and walks past the woman. Turning around once she was the one in front of the exit.

“Yeah, that’s me. You can call me Violetta.”

The radio DJ finally looks over the stranger properly. Her instincts and perhaps a small spirit saying there was more to this woman.—

[Eʟɪᴢᴀʙᴇᴛʜ Cᴀsᴇʏ @ParanormalDicck]

"Ah! You must be the host of the. . .psychic show on the radio."

Elizabeth spoke with her besy smile, trying to look friendly even as her eyes seemed to glow in the darkness of the shadows.

"My name is Elizabeth. Elizabeth Casey. I'm just here to ask a few questions. I hope ->