Landon and Gabe walked in the evening sun to the hub of the party. Landon led Gabe down backstreets he was never aware were there. Gabe had no idea where they were going, but trusted Landon and hoped he knew where they were going. "This place is an awesome party place", Landon said, jumping over a spilt dumpster where cats were feasting. "Are the aprtys you go to always here?", Gabe asked, carefully stepping over the cats. "Yep", Landon said, "And each one of them has been more and more awesome. Trust me, Gabe, you're about to get your brain blown out of your fucking skull". The two reached a small wooden door. Gabe could feel the pulse of club music emanating out of the building. Landon knocked on the door and the door slowly opened. "Yo Landon, what's up?", the voice said which Gabe didn't recognize. "Nothing much just came with my friend, he's cool though", Landon said which made the voice groan. "This once", the voice said, opening the door all the way and let Landon and Gabe in. Gabe's eyes were hit with bright lights; neon pink and luminous green. "Stick with me", Landon shouted over the music and Gabe nodded. They walked around the abandoned house and Gabe saw all sorts of things going on; someone trying to watch a movie with subtitles on, people playing spin the bottle and someone burning themselves on a candle. Gabe looked on a wall and saw a huge tapestry of someone with a goat head and a nude woman's body crossed legged holding their fingers up. Gabe knew what this place was; this was the monthly Satanists of East-Brick party.
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In Flames
Teen FictionWhen a prominent church is burned down with ties to murder and rumours of the occult, detective Marlon and Earl are put on the case to solve it. Join them as piece by piece, they find out the truth and who is guilty of his crime.
