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Chapter
22 – Captivating Captives
Erika had never been to Egypt or anywhere, really. Exotic vacations to far-off countries weren’t exactly within the Walker family budget. She had seen plenty of pictures. Pyramids, statues, obelisks, all carved from that light-brown stone. Erika could easily believe that she had been transported across the world just by looking around her, and yet, it felt off. First and foremost was the darkness. Like it was some kind of massive cavern. The light from Erika’s phone provided the only real…-
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21 – The Masks Are the People
“The masks are the people,” Erika said softly. It was a disturbing implication, but the one that made the most sense with what information she had. “They don’t need to wear the masks, but doing so likely grants them some kind of resilience,” Erika said, glancing back over her shoulder. Simone and Michael were watching their captive. “I don’t know how else to explain them getting right up after being shot like nothing was wrong, but a few broken bones and that guy can barely…-
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20 – Loose Lips Sink Ships
Erika waited, back up against one of the walls, as she heard footsteps approach. The Stalker stood on the opposite side of the doorway, unnaturally still. Erika wasn’t even sure that she was breathing. Simone, either in a nervous tick or eager anticipation, flicked her butterfly knife open and closed repeatedly. The slight sound it made was as loud as thunder in Erika’s ears—she wanted to tell the woman to stop, but that would only make more noise at this point. Erika came here somewhat expecting…-
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Erika slipped her phone back into her jacket pocket after texting Anna and doing a quick search on this museum. It seemed like a fairly regular place, opening in the late eighties and closing for refurbishment twice. There were next to no news articles about the place. Nothing interesting happened to it recently or otherwise. Given that Erika came around the Lower West Side on occasion, she had probably driven past it without noticing multiple times. “You said you scouted the place,” Erika said,…
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We All Wear Masks
“Honestly? It’s insane.” Daniel sat at the arcade’s new folding table, staring down at an entire posterboard he had created. It looked like an elementary school science fair project that was mostly done by the parents, except instead of science, this board was more like one of those red-string paranoia boards. He had his elbows on the table and his fingers digging through his short brown hair. “Someone just shows up and knows what you’re talking about? I don’t know half of what you’re…-
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17 – i – The Stalker
The Stalker pulled a dress from her closet and looked it over. Black and lacy, transparent in all the right places to be enticing. Was it too much? She held it up to her chest as she turned to her mirror. It would certainly accentuate her curves, but… It was too flirty. This was a business meeting. She wasn’t sneaking off to meet The Hanged Man again. The Stalker tossed the dress aside, lumping it in the pile with all the other clothes. Why was everything she had so slutty? It was The Hanged…-
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Varn’s bustled with activity when Erika finally pulled up to the old arcade. The cramped parking lot out back didn’t even have room for her truck. Rick’s van took one spot, a smaller SUV took another spot, and the final parking spot was occupied by Leslie’s oversized truck. She had to park behind them, blocking them all in. Erika stepped out of her truck in a fresh outfit. A simple tank with black mesh layered on top, a short pleated plaid skirt, and some chunky platform boots. A long trench…
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“Heya,” Erika said, forcing a smile. “Who’s this?” Daniel walked up to Erika, where she was leaning up against the side of her pickup. He wasn’t alone. At his side, a girl who reminded Erika of a younger version of herself shuffled along. Not in that she looked like a smaller version of Erika, but that she seemed to be going through a phase that Erika had once visited during her middle school years. She wore a black dress with tiny white polka dots, dyed hair in short braids that rested…
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“Morning, Mom,” Erika said, failing to fight off a yawn. Leah, fake or not, could put on an intense glare when she wanted. “Out all weekend. No calls. Texts ignored. Do you know how worried I was?” Probably would have been a whole lot more worried if you knew what I was up to, Erika thought as she rolled her eyes. That was the wrong move. A familiar look of anger crossed Leah’s face. That pinch of her lips and that slight twist of her mouth to the side, it was exactly as it always had…
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“Why didn’t you text?” “No signal in this place.” Rick did not look happy with that response. Erika wasn’t all that happy with it either. The whole reason she had come here was to get a better feel for these ghost hunters… and to help out and maybe see something interesting, she supposed. Mostly, it was for evaluation. The fact that they had been out here for almost an hour without checking in didn’t bode well. Erika wasn’t all that happy to disparage her gender, but Rick seemed…
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