Chapter 187

L.T. Marshall 2.1k words

The hair on my neck stands up and my skin goosebumps all over as we move further in, tiptoeing, and yet we all sense something and stop abruptly.

“I don’t like this!” I point out with a nervous waiver in my low tone.

“Me either” Carmen whispers into my ear as...

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