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Mike is waiting for Will in the basement, a look of suspicious, nervous excitement on his face. He cleared the table and laid out upon it are two card games.
"Now, I know you’ll resist," Mike blurts out, stepping toward him. "But I think this will be good. For both of us! For when we... you know,” Mike trails off, “When we get partners.”
Will scoffs, stepping closer to inspect the titles.
Spill or Sip and Truth, Dare, or Strip.
Or: Mike suggests a spicy card game to help Will loosen up before college. It works a little too well, and suddenly they’re gambling with unresolved feelings, and clothes, that were meant to stay in place.
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A little girl, not even twelve years of age, laughing and clutching a bright blue snorkel and sandy flippers. A heavy wooden door with panels of frosted glass swinging open at her push. A house with brown-grey timber floorboards, soaking up pools of crimson blood. Two bodies laying in front of her, torn apart. Lifeless. The echo of her screaming, reverberating around the empty house. It was the little girl she had been when she had found the bodies of her parents, killed in their holiday home during the first days of summer vacation. She wasn’t that little girl anymore.
Beacon Hills is a town brimming with secrets. For Zaida Callis, that might mean the answers she so desperately seeks are finally within reach. She will go as far as needed to get them. Will she find what she has been searching for? Or will she stumble upon much more than she expected?
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05 Apr 2026
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Will swallowed hard. He felt like he was going to die from the heat creeping up like a storm to his frontal lobe, or from his heart pounding so hard it seemed to want to burst out of his chest and escape this whole mess.
He clutched the crumpled piece of paper that hit him on the back of the head, its words written in black, crooked capital letters in a messy handwriting:
'See you in 10 at the back of the restrooms.'
Jesus Christ, Michael Theodore Wheeler would be the death of him.
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31 Mar 2026