Kay awoke with a gasp and moaned in agony. Her stomach burned as if it was full of pure acid. She clutched her middle, wishing she could claw her own guts out. Anything to stop the raging inferno blazing through her intestines.
As the wave of pain subsided, she blinked a twice, wondering if she’d gone blind. Enveloped in absolute blackness, her eyes strained to find even the smallest speck of light. The metallic taste in her mouth and throat suggested that her nose had been bleeding until recently. She touched the swollen bridge of her nose and winced.
"God, how much did I drink?" She tried to stand, but immediately hit her head on the low ceiling. "Where the hell am I?..."
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60 years after her murder, 17 year old Kay struggles to untangle the web of lies and secrets surrounding her death, in order to stop a relentless evil spirit bent on destroying all the guests of a remote countryside hotel.
Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.