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Chapter Twenty-Three: Over Our Heads
Harley I suddenly felt so tired as I dragged myself out of the school and back across the overgrown front yard to the camper. Everyone was acting weird, and I had a rather sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. Brendan was waiting for us beside the camper, practically dancing with excitement, “You guys are cutting out early? S.hit, there was so much activity on the cameras, you should’ve bit the bullet, man - I’ve never seen this amount of paranormal interaction!” His energy just made me feel more tired. “There is so much to work with already,” he continued to bubble as we all climbed the rickety step into the camper. I made my way back to the double bed I was supposed to share with Mayah and pulled off my shoes. I saw Eli head to the other end to sit on his bunk. Brendan was still ba
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