She’s certain she knows where her attacker is. The one who lured her twice, who just couldn’t stay away. Who hasn’t faced justice—not for then, not if it didn’t work, and not for tonight.
She was weak back then, compared to now. She could put an end to this for good.
Image: Through the large door, a coffin; Gary dragged by the leg, the truck overturned, Addison haggard, Kay Lin impaled.
Though of course, there’s always just… leaving.
Would that be selfish?
Image: Through a window—just barely, blurry as if imagined, but over the horizon, sun’s rising.
I can’t waste this.
Image: Insert key. Unlock with a click.Image: Open into a blinding unknown.Image: Joce steps through.Image: Darkness closes in.
