❛𝐖𝐑𝐀𝐏 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐈 𝐃𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐎𝐒!❜
⸻ in which Rory Hargrove is obsessed to uncover
the truth behind Barbara Holland's disappearance, while
facing her brother's enemy and buried se...
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SHE SAT ON THE BEDROOM FLOOR, looking at the newspapers across the carpet, biting her thumbnail. What she was about to do was crazy, risky. Adrenaline coursed through her veins at high speed as she thought about what she was about to do.
Rory had spent the last few days analyzing the books on Hawkins' history and the newspapers with those suspicious reports. And planning a way to find out more about this place.
Something told her that her mother was hiding something. That she knew what kind of experiments were going on in the lab. What secrets those walls hide that cannot be revealed to the press.
But she felt that curiosity left her no choice. Curiosity killed the cat, but the cat has ninelives.
And it was best to do it in the middle of the night, to arouse as little suspicion as possible and to be able to leave the house without being seen, especially without her father or Billy knowing.
With an abrupt gesture, and before she could change her mind, she picked up her backpack and put the documents inside. She folded up the map of Hawkins and put it in her pocket of her brown corduroy pants.
She put on a thick white sweater over her yellow cotton shirt and put on her sneakers.
She put the backpack on her shoulders, locked the door, and jumped out of the window, landing on her feet in the damp grass.
Outside, the temperature was gradually dropping lower since she had first arrived in Hawkins over three weeks ago. The only sound was crickets in the bushes.
Aurora walked on tiptoe to the garage, where her bicycle was stored, so as not to make a sound. She also took a pair of pliers and a flashlight from the toolbox.
When she breathed, a cloud of water vapor formed due to the difference in temperature. Rory started pedaling on the deserted road. She held the map of Hawkins in one hand, with the X drawn in red pen indicating the location of the Hawkins National Laboratory.
This was insane. Every minute, her conscience tried to reason with her, alerting her to the madness she was committing.
Ever since she'd arrived in Hawkins, it felt like she didn't even know herself anymore. She'd done crazy things, like run away from a library with too many documents, tell a spoiled boy half-truths, and now she was going to force her way into a restricted laboratory.
