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Charles conveyed, his expression filled with empathy. Desperation filled my voice as I asked, “Is there any way to delay the payment?” Dr. Charles sighed, “I am afraid not. I understand this is overwhelming, but the time frame is tight. I recommend reaching out to any available support networks to expedite the process. We’ll do our best to help, but the funds must be secured within these two weeks for us to proceed with the transplant.” I sat down again. My surroundings were beginning to look blurry because tears welled up in my eyes.

I made it to my car and dug in my pocket for my keys, but they weren't there. Checking every pocket, but nothing. Had they fallen out in the gym? Had I locked them in the car? It wouldn't be the first time if I did, I was bad about that. I tried the door handle on the off chance I forgot to lock it. Of course, it’s locked. I looked inside and lay my head on the glass when I saw my keys sitting in the cupholder. Why today, of all days? I sat down on the curb, trying to think of what to do. I pulled it out and clicked the button to turn it on, but nothing happened. Of course, with my luck, it would be dead. Why does the universe hate me? Sitting on the ground, feeling defeated, I noticed that

My heart started beating fast. I opened the note and saw my grandma’s handwriting. Dear Gabriel, Before you open the smaller box inside this one, look at the video on the USB. I am sorry I didn’t have the time to tell you this in person. I love you so much. Grandma. Nick ran upstairs to my room to grab my laptop. I sat on the couch trying to calm my breathing. He came back, I plugged the USB and opened the video file that was on there. My grandma’s smiling face popped up on my screen.

Theresa also held a facial expression that showed she also felt the weirdness I felt in the air. All of a sudden, Brent's eyes glowed up, and he began to make weird noises. His bones were also cracking, and he was acting weird. "Brent? Are you okay?" Alpha Diablo asked, looking really concerned about him. "I think you should move away from him." I warned again as I moved a few steps backwards. A scream tore into the air, and it caught our attention. "Help! The undead are alive!" I heard a woman scream in a distance , shouting for help.

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he grits out through clenched teeth, sweat breaking out on his forehead, his throat bobbing as he swallows. I chew on my lip anxiously, watching as they exchange a long, silent look. The tension builds between them as they try to figure out how to unlock the safe. Just when I think we’re stuck, Odette’s face breaks into a sly smile. “I’ve got an idea,” Ataz nods, but keeps an eye on the door. The sound of creaking steps outside catches our attention and Ataz freezes, his hand still on the lock before the steps fade away, heading back downstairs. “No, stop them!” I scream, but no one hears me. Why are they ignoring me?

I tried again out of pure disbelief. Still blocked. I stared at the screen, breathing hard. “Unbelievable,” I muttered. No. More than unbelievable. Insulting. I was already grabbing my keys, thinking of driving over to that ridiculous complex and forcing a conversation, when my phone buzzed with a message from Betty. A link. Sir, I think you should see this. I clicked it. A livestream loaded from one of those gossip sites that fed on celebrity scandals, corporate drama, and rich people humiliating each other in public. Normally, I ignored them.

He double‑locked like a rule‑follower and I cried in the kitchen in the quiet way you learn when you’ve trained your body not to make sound in an apartment with thin walls. My phone buzzed on the counter. Unknown. A new message—no file this time. Live at midnight was all it said. A link followed to a countdown page with a blank thumbnail and a title that read: oxygen—MIDNIGHT SERVICE. Under it, a description: Finally, the human angle. Watch. Believe. Share. The timer showed 00:53:12. My stomach tightened again, then let go as if I’d convinced it not to. I took a screenshot, forwarded it to independent counsel and Security, and typed: We’ll be there. We won’t feed it. But we’ll be there.

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