❝ The sky began to turn pink and it was a beautiful thing to watch. Ray never really appreciated anything that life had to offer him because he felt like his life was highly cursed.
He watched as the pink hue began to set on Astoria's face. It made...
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THAT NIGHT, GILDA and I talked a lot. We laughed a lot, like we were little kids.
I wasn't alone, she understood. From now on, we can all fight together.
Emma stirred awake due to a quiet creaking sound, she recognized it as the floorboards.
They were never quiet.
Her eyes fluttered open slightly and she saw Gilda through the dark room, she only recognised her because of the shape of her glasses.
Gilda?
𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊
"If we can win them over," Norman continued as he and Emma strolled down the hallway. "We'll uncover if they're the sources next. To begin with, let's lay a trap."
Emma raised her eyebrow, turning her head to look at him, "What are you going to do?" She asked, crossing her arms.
He smiled down at her, "Tell them where the rope is hidden." He said, "We each tell different locations to Don and Gilda, I've already hidden fake ropes. They'll have gotten on our side and obtained crucial information that they didn't have before. If they're the spies, they'll make a move for sure."
