PROLOGUE

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I see her face one last time before they close the coffin, the finality of the lid echoing in the hollow silence. The ground seems to swallow her whole as they slide it into the dark, waiting grave.

She should've listened to me.
"What could go wrong?" were her last words before she vanished into the night, never to return.

Now, the chilling truth is buried with her.

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