Khenny_Esther

Jason, Bianca, Simon, Lily, Leilani, Shyla, and Jake- students of different background with nothing in common but the fact that they all had secrets they were trying to keep and they had all sinned against a person, were tricked into a room that gave their life a different direction. Simon died in the room, Shyla went missing immediately they got out, leaving the rest of them as suspects. They became less suspicious as they were being murdered one after the other and more suspicious as every one of their hidden secrets were no longer hidden and no longer secrets. The last two survivors figured out that things didn't look as it seems, but the real culprit was always around-The culprit wouldn't want them getting away with the truth though
Follow these students on their journey and discover how one's life can change overnight, how sweet or bad love can be, lots of secrets untold, And also discover who the last survivor(s) would be or maybe there is none.

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DISCLAIMER: THIS BOOK IS TOTALLY A WORK OF MY IMAGINATION, ANY RESEMBLANCE TO ANYTHING MIGHT BE A COINCIDENCE OR WHERE I GOT MY INSPIRATION FROM.
THE BOOK COVER WAS DESIGNED BY ME BUT, THE MAIN PICTURE WAS DOWNLOADED FROM GEULGRAM

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"Here's her conversation with the only number on the phone"

I watched Carl look through Shyla's phone with the engineer that had tried to decode the phone.

I reached for the seat nearby and took my seat. I was beyond tired. After chasing the guy that looked like Simon and going back to Leilani's crime scene, Carl had said he got a call from the engineer who said that that he got into Shyla's cellphone and here we are.

I am still very much starved and still very sleepy.

"What's this? Did you figure out who she was talking with?", I heard Carl mutter shakily and I could tell something was wrong.

"Yes", the engineer muttered and went to a desk nearby picked up a sheet of paper, and walked to Officer Carl who hurriedly took it from him.

"Name and address of the person", the engineer said and my eyes curiously watched Carl's eyes look at the paper in shock.

"This can't be right", Carl exclaimed.

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