Chapter XV

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Chapter XV
Again, Again

Dylan never saw the weird girl again. He didn't think that seeing her at the other side of a rift meant anything. Everything around him is weird, he's weird, his small group of friends are weird, Gil is weird. He's so used to it all that he has learned to simply shrug them off.

Until 11 months later.

He received a package from the police. It was a book. Or a notebook. It didn't matter. What mattered was the name in the book.

Apparently, he wrote it. He saw his name. He saw his handwriting.

And he saw her. He saw pictures.

He saw her.


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