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When White Siren land their first real gig, it's supposed to be the start of everything - their chance to finally break out of garage rehearsals and midnight dreams. But for lead guitarist Isaac, the night spins out of control the moment he sees her - the sister who shouldn't be there, who isn't quite herself anymore. What begins as a band chasing a break becomes something darker: a tangle of secrets, guilt, and haunting echoes of an accident no one wants to talk about. As the group starts to fracture under the weight of what Isaac's hiding, his bond with lead singer Luke grows into something neither of them can ignore - something tender, dangerous, and impossibly real. Between late-night rehearsals, empty bars, and the static hum of something watching, White Siren must face the truth about each other, and about the music that binds - and curses - them. Because sometimes the song that saves you... is the same one that haunts you forever.
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