The full moon witnessed how the screams ripped through the Night Cirque. It was sharp enough to slice through laughter and music. I saw people running, their faces twisted in terror, as the explosion had torn anything on its path, sending fire and debris across the amusement park. People who were just dancing and singing along now lay broken on the ground. Then, the dead got up. Eyes empty. Skin burned. Hungry for flesh. Panic swallowed the crowd. People shoved and kicked each other, desperate to escape. I ran, not caring where my feet took me. My friends—Vino, Rina, Britt, Gabby, Shae, Trixie—were lost in the chaos. I kept running until I reached an isolated building on the edge of the park. Inside, the world shifted. The noise faded. I heard a sound, a low, familiar hum, echoing through the darkness. I turned, expecting to see a door, but only my reflection stared back. Mirrors covered every wall, trapping me. Cracks spread across the glass, thin lines that grew wider with ea
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