Red Pines Lodge
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A weekend in the woods.
One invitation.
Eight people.
And a house that doesn't like to be left.
Avery didn't want to go.
She left them all behind for a reason.
The friend group. The drama. The boy she never said goodbye to.
But Red Pines Lodge has a room for everyone,
even the ones who swore they'd never come back.
The rooms don't add up.
The hallways don't end.
And when the sun goes down,
someone always goes missing.
Old friends. Bad blood.
Secrets no one ever confessed - not until now.
They wanted a reunion.
They're getting a reckoning.
Because Red Pines doesn't forgive.
And it never, ever forgets.
It was supposed to be a reunion.
It might as well be a burial.
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