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KaneThe freezing water cut through me like knives.Lena clung to the broken edge of ice beside me, breathing hard while shattered chunks floated around us.And above—The hooded man stood watching.Her voice cracked.“Mason…?”No.My pulse hammered violently.Because it wasn’t Mason.But I understood why she thought it was.Same dark hair.Same jawline.Same height.The resemblance hit like a punch.For one impossible second even I felt my mind stumble.Then the man smiled.And that smile erased every doubt.Cold.Cruel.Wrong.Not Mason.Never Mason.Lena stared upward in horror.“What—”The hooded figure tilted his head.“You look disappointed.”The voice echoed through the chamber.Clear now.No speakers.No distortion.Just Rowan.Alive.My stomach tightened.The last time I had seen Rowan Blake—He’d been covered in blood.And everyone believed he had vanished afterward.Including me.Water splashed around us as Ethan pulled Zara toward a stable section of ice.“What the hell is

Then another violent crash.The rink was falling apart.Good.Maybe it deserved to.Years of memories lived inside these walls.Most of them are rotten.The stairwell twisted upward sharply.Emergency lights flashed red against cracked concrete.And somewhere ahead—Footsteps.Fast.Rowan.I pushed harder.The cold water soaking my clothes dragged at me, but adrenaline burned hotter.I heard him laugh.That same laugh.And suddenly—I wasn’t in the stairwell anymore.I was back on Frost Night.Music blasting.Students crowded the rink.Snow outside.Ava standing near the bleachers.And Rowan—Watching her.Watching us.I forced the memory down.Not now.The stairwell opened into an upper corridor.I burst through the doorway.Empty.My breathing sharpened.No.Then—Movement.At the far end.Dark coat.Rowan glanced back.And smiled.He looked thinner than I remembered.Harder.But his eyes—Those hadn’t changed.Still sharp.Still carrying too much anger.“ROWAN!”My voice echoed.He

KaneThe floor had collapsed.And so had my chance of keeping the truth buried.Dust floated through the ruined corridor while emergency lights flickered weakly above us.Across the gap—The exit tunnel waited.Close enough to see.Too far to reach easily.Behind us—The rink groaned like something dying.And beside me—Mason had just destroyed everything.He knows about the second call.The words echoed louder than collapsing concrete.Lena looked between us.Confused.Fear growing in her eyes.My pulse slowed.Dangerously slow.Not because of the broken corridor.Not because Rowan still controlled this nightmare.But because of that sentence.The second call.The one I had spent years pretending never happened.Lena stared at me.“What second call?”Nobody answered.Bad move.Because silence always became its own confession.The corridor shook again.Concrete cracked beneath our boots.Ethan looked ready to scream.“Guys!”He pointed toward the widening gap.“The floor is still movi

Kane“We move now.”The words came out harder than I intended.But the beam hanging across the collapsed gap groaned loudly.We had seconds.Maybe less.Dust drifted through flashing red lights while the ruined corridor shook beneath us.Nobody moved.Not immediately.Because truth had frozen us harder than fear.Lena stared at me.And I knew that look.Disappointment.The dangerous kind.Not loud anger.Not screaming.Just distance.That hurt more.The beam creaked again.Metal grinding against broken concrete.Ethan pointed.“That thing is not waiting for our emotional problems.”He wasn’t wrong.The hallway behind us cracked loudly.A section of ceiling collapsed.Concrete exploded across the floor.Zara yelped.“We’re going to die!”“No,” I said.But certainty felt harder than usual.Mason leaned weakly against the wall.His face looked pale.Too pale.Blood still stained his temple.And guilt sat heavy between us.Because he remembered that night too.More than I’d realized.Lena

KaneThe security guard looked terrified.And something about that terrified me too.Because fear like that—Real fear—Couldn’t be faked.The corridor shook violently beneath us.Dust drifted through weak emergency lights while the young guard struggled to stay standing.Blood soaked through his shoulder.And his breathing sounded wrong.Too shallow.Too fast.“He says you still haven’t found what Ava left behind.”The words echoed in my skull.Lena looked between us.Confused.Fear growing again.“Ava left something?”I didn’t answer.Because I honestly didn’t know.And that—That unsettled me.The rink groaned overhead.Metal screamed somewhere above us.The guard pressed a shaking hand against the wall.“You need to move.”Ethan stepped forward.“What happened to you?”The guy swallowed hard.“North stairwell.”His voice shook.“He trapped us.”Us.My pulse slowed.“Are there others?”The guard nodded weakly.“Two officers.”Cold moved through me.No.“They came after the emergenc