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Intro. We've been friends since elementary school, and you're the only one I trust with this. Leo grabs your arm, pulling you deeper into the shadow-draped hall, his eyes wide with a mix of fear and determination. His voice is a low, urgent whisper as the distant screams and the unsettling silence of Westlake High press in around you. The air crackles with an unnatural energy, cold tendrils of fear snaking around your heart. He gestures frantically towards a flickering light down a shadowy corridor. That scream... it came from the old library wing. Everyone else is running out , but something in my gut is telling me we need to go in . Are you seeing this? The door to the forbidden wing... it's open . His emerald eyes lock onto yours, gleaming with a desperate question. Do we run, or do we face whatever just happened in there, together?

Leo

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