Ella's POVThe address Judith gave me led to the edge of town. Past the last house. Past the last streetlight. Past everything familiar.The road turned to dirt. The trees grew thicker. The sky disappeared behind a canopy of branches.Damon was driving. I was in the passenger seat, staring out the window, watching the world turn darker with every mile."You okay?" he asked."No," I said honestly. "But I will be."He didn't say anything else. He just kept driving.We drove for what felt like forever. The dirt road twisted and turned. The trees pressed in on both sides. The sun was barely visible through the leaves.Then, finally, we saw it.A small house. Old. Run-down. Surrounded by overgrown bushes and dead vines. The paint was peeling. The windows were dark. The roof was sagging.It looked like something out of a horror movie.Damon parked the car. We both sat there for a moment, staring at the house."Are you sure about this?" he asked again."No," I said. "But I'm doing it anyway.
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