The sound of a little girl's voice echoed throughout the house, the stomping of her excited feet soon followed as she called gleefully for her Grandmother to hurry up the stairs, Her mooney eyes reflecting her deep wanting to see all the treasure in the attic.
Her Grandma, dressed in a green and dark pink dress littered with the patterns of flowers.
"Come on,Grandma," the little girl begged as she danced around in her pin tutu,"let's go see whats up there!"
Patience, Nym my darling," Grandma replied, holding her thin cane up in the air,"Granny's getting old."
She pulled at the attic door on the ceiling with weak force before it came down with a loud, agonisingly slow creak, a ladder appearing before the two of them.
Nym smiled with delight as she scaled the ladder steps into the mysterious attic above.
Dark and dust was all Nym thought of as she coughed and swiped at spider webs and kicked dust bunnies.In the dim light she could see the outlines of many boxes and furniture covered in dust covers.
When Jane Madarang's neighbor Natalie kills herself and leaves behind cryptic instructions, it's up to Jane and her classmates to unearth deadly secrets.
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Natalie Driscoll is dead.
She threw herself out a window and left her neighbor Jane to unravel their town's darkest secrets. Following Natalie's instructions leads Jane to three other high school students who all have something to hide. The four of them must carry out Natalie's final errand while solving the mysteries written in her diary. But the secrets they unearth may be far more dangerous than what they ever imagined.
Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains scenes of suicide, violence and murder that may be triggering for some readers.
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