The Vessel Remains

The Vessel Remains

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Short Story about a group of eight popular teens venture out on a late-night drive to explore the burned ruins of Ravencourt, an abandoned asylum whispered about in their small town. Among them is Natalie Hail-a quiet, beautiful, and intimidating girl with a mean streak and floral perfume-and her reckless, touchy boyfriend Ethan, the golden football captain with a crooked grin and secrets he refuses to face. But Ravencourt isn't just a ruin. It's a prison. ___ Content Warning: This story contains mature and intense themes including: Death, grief, and emotional trauma Disturbing supernatural elements Psychological horror and mental instability Possession and identity loss Blood, violence, and implied suicide/self-harm Read with caution. For ages 16+.
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Certainly they could trust that those in power ultimately had the best interests of the people in mind, right? ~~~ Luna slouched low in her seat, staring at droplets of water that ran diagonally down the window of the bus. The sky was a flat, depressing grey and the incessant, soaking rain left her constantly chilled. It was a typical "liquid sunshine" day in the Pacific Northwest. They drove past a single tall scraggly tree on top of a hill shrouded in mist. The creepy tree was full of screaming crows. How could she hear them from inside the bus when she couldn't even seem to hear the voices of the kids around her? Geez, that was an awfully freaking dark image. She shivered and looked away. What did they call a group of crows again? Right, a murder of crows. Perfect. The weather was certainly the only thing that was typical these days, although you'd never know it by looking around the bus at most of the kids as they sat joking and gossiping with each other just like they had before... before that day everything had changed. Idiots.

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