"What the eyes have seen, the imagination can't conceal. Befriend me if you don't want to be haunted by knowing.
Sincerely
The Dark.
"How is this real?" Blaire laid wide awake, gazing at the ceiling as though it would yield some answers. She had cried for what seemed like hours, but nothing had changed.
She was still trapped here, away from home, away from everything she knows. Nobody understood how she felt, they all saw her as inordinately fortunate. Plenty of women would kill to be in her shoes, that's what her mother had always told her.
She did feel special, but not in a good way.
It was her fault.
She berated herself, had she not gone to that party, she wouldn't be here.
She couldn't find sleep, even on the most comfortable bed, and that
