Two Minutes Past Midnight

Broom rage, failed rituals, and planted bodies... How in the Goddess's name did I get stuck at the Bewildered Retirement Home in Hexville, Kentucky? One word. Baba Yaga. Actually, that's two, and it's a name, not a word, but whatever. I thought my stint as a magic Bounty Hunter was over, but it appears Baba Yaga has other ideas. I can do as she suggests and investigate the shenanigans going down in the Bewitched Retirement Home where paranormals prep for the supernatural afterlife, or I can find myself enjoying some quality me-time back in the pokey. Easy choice. Turns out someone has been planting bodies in Flora, the plant Goddess's garden, and she's not happy about it. And who can blame her, although I have to say her hydrangeas are looking incredible! But Witches aren't the only residents of Bewildered. Now I'm up to my neck in fury harpies, chaos fairies, slayer elves, and Bog Dragons....