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Chapter 2 : Questions without Answers

Chapter 2: Questions Without Answers

The walk home took forever. My waterlogged shoes squelched with every step, and my clothes clung to my skin like a cold, wet prison. But the strangest part wasn't the discomfort—it was how *good* I felt underneath it all.

My ribs didn't hurt. The cut on my lip was gone. Even the chronic ache in my back from sleeping on a lumpy mat...

Chapter 1 : The First Death

Chapter 1: The First Death

The taste of copper filled my mouth as I spat blood onto the concrete. My ribs screamed in protest with every breath, and I was pretty sure my left arm was broken. Again.

"Look at this pathetic freak," Jake Morrison sneered, his boot connecting with my stomach. "Still think you're better than us?"

I curled into a ball, trying to ...