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B2/25. Cult Conspiracy Theory…
Becca and Vee watched as Connie drove off. She was heading into the city for the week to escape all the drama and deaths that seemed to circle this eerie town. Connie had recently started seeing the notorious Nate Mitchel but was too on the fence to consider taking him with her. Something about him struck her as off, and if the girls watching the taillights fade away were being honest, they'd admit most males in this town seemed off. It was unsettling that most never seemed to notice or question how things were within the town. Perhaps it was their high intellect; maybe it was because being on their own at a younger age and from the big city life hardened them and made them question everything around them. If something seemed too good, it was most likely a ruse, a false image. "Hey, Ve
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