Dead Girls Don't Screenshot

Nothing stays private for long at Blackthorne Prep...

The night Ava Mercer died was supposed to end like every other elite rooftop party, with loud music, expensive liquor, and too many rich kids believing they were untouchable.

Then Ava fell.

Nobody knows exactly what happened on that rooftop. Not officially...but the people who were there made one fatal mistake after another, and by morning, silence became a pact.

Now someone is breaking it.

Anonymous screenshots are flooding the school. Private texts. Deleted messages. Security timestamps. Fragments of conversations nobody else should have access to. Every leak exposes another crack in the story they've been trying to hold together.

Panic spreads through the halls. Friendships implode. Relationships turn venomous. Students start watching each other like enemies.

The leaks aren't random. Someone knows the truth about Ava Mercer. Someone was watching that night.

And they're not done posting yet.