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- Glyndon Walton: (Song of the Chapter: u. By niteboi, instrumental Intro)

It's Friday, and I feel like a ghost of myself. I didn't sleep at all last night.

Every time I tried to close my eyes, fear would jolt me awake, like a silent alarm going off in my head.

My heart raced at every little noise. I was terrified that the shadow I saw in my nightmares—and even in real life—would somehow slip into my house, creep into my room, and… do something.

I didn't know what. I didn't want to imagine it. But the fear sat heavy in my chest, refusing to let me rest.

The pictures. God, those pictures.

I couldn't leave them on my bed where I'd found them last night.

I put them in a box, shoved them deep into my closet, and locked the door, making sure to hide the keys so that nobody would be able to find them… Hopefully.

Burning them wasn't an option—Clara would see the smoke or smell it and ask questions I couldn't answer.