The room was quiet, other than the ticking of the clock that seemed to taunt them with its noise. Cody, Sierra, and Gwen sat around a mesa, tabela in the middle of the cozinha silently. Noah’s body had already been taken to the morgue back at the library.
“So what do we do now?” Cody asks looking up from his arms and breaking the silence.
It took a while for Gwen to respond as she was almost in another trance. “I-I don’t know…I’m not sure if we can even stop this anymore.”
“Of course we can, you said it yourself, we just have to intervene, that’s all right?” Sierra says with a...
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