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ObicanDecko

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  1. @Summerabbacat is correct, it's never stated where the story is set. I left it vague on purpose because 1) it's not really relevant to know the exact town, and 2) I wanted readers to fill the gaps with their imagination. So it can be set wherever you think it is 😊
  2. ObicanDecko

    Epilogue

    We swam in the ocean that afternoon as the sun began to set. The water was beginning to cool down, but it was still warm enough that we didn’t want to leave. A stray dog appeared, a little black mutt we’ve seen many times around the neighborhood. It didn’t seem to be scared of anyone, always stopping by for food from whoever would offer it some. We gave him some of our fries, which the mongrel eagerly gobbled up. We then chased it across the sand, throwing stones for it to fetch. When it g
  3. “Where to?” “To the Nightingale restaurant, please,” dad said as he slid into the car, taking the back seat beside mom. I took the passenger seat. Since all of us were most likely going to be drinking, no one wanted to be the designated driver, so we ended up calling a taxi. I couldn't stop squirming in my seat as we drove through town. The suit mom bought me was definitely not made to be worn while sitting in a car… or while doing anything else. It was best left for being looked at i
  4. It's funny how things can change in just one day. It was even funnier how, on the surface, everything seemed the same. I sat on my bed, watching the sun rise above the hills to the east, observing the early risers in the streets below. I resented them, going about their way as if everything was still alright, because nothing was. My mind kept drifting back to yesterday. Leo's voice as he told me he was done, the look in his eyes… I'd never seen him that angry, that disappointed, at least n
  5. As soon as I heard a car pull up in front of the house, I knew what was coming. The reckoning. I steeled myself and got up off the couch, taking a deep breath to calm myself down. My steps felt heavy as I headed towards the door, dreading the encounter. I was already in a lousy mood that day. Aside from a few texts, Leo hasn't really been keen on talking to me ever since that day we went to the escape room. He was mad even though he said he wasn't, that much was obvious. Or maybe—and
  6. If you asked me, Kingsize was the perfect place to take Leo out. It was small and intimate, on the other side of town, and the food was amazing. I didn’t go there often because it wasn’t exactly close to my place, but whenever I did, I would stuff myself full. Leo didn’t seem too thrilled, however. I could see the hesitant look on his face as he inspected the menu. “I’m telling you, everything’s great. You can’t go wrong with whatever you get.” “Alright, if you say so.” He didn’t seem
  7. It was one of those days when you feel like you've made one small decision and suddenly your whole world has flipped upside down. When you want to turn back time before that moment and do things differently so everything could go back the way it was. Just a week ago, this would’ve been another ordinary day. A hot afternoon at the beach after my shift at the shop, surfing with Jay, then grabbing some food. But now? All I could think about was Leo. His face was stuck in my brain, his voice lo
  8. I’ve kissed a lot of girls in my life. A lot. But never a guy. Still, kissing Leo… it didn’t seem weird at all. It felt good. Great even. Like I couldn’t get enough of it. My eyes were closed, my lips touching his, my hand somehow finding its way to the back of his neck, gently caressing his skin. There was this warm, tingling sensation wherever he touched me—my arms, my shoulders... In all the years that we’ve known each other, we’ve never been this close before. His smell was everywhere—
  9. Up Noah's ***
  10. There is a tradition in our town that we’ve had for as long as I’ve lived here. Every July, the town would hold a sandcastle building contest at the beach, right next to Danny’s Cove. It was a fun little event for the locals, especially kids, but since it happened in the middle of summer, we’d always have a lot of tourists participating too. I wasn’t competing this year, though. My plan was to stuff myself with street food, judge other people’s work, and have fun with the guys. “Dude,
  11. Today was a little windy, but still pleasant. The perfect weather for being outdoors. I had a constant stream of customers for a few hours, but now there was finally a lull so I decided to do some cleaning up. I cleared out some of the stuff lying around, then grabbed a broom and started sweeping the floor. When you’re so close to the beach, sand always finds it way in. In the middle of all that, I barely heard my phone buzz. Good thing I did, because it was Leo. “Hey, what’s up?” I pu
  12. I didn't specify it on purpose, it's up to your imagination
  13. I woke up that morning to the sound of my phone. It wasn’t my usual morning alarm, but my ringtone instead. It took me a few seconds to process it, and I reached out to grab it from the nightstand. The noise was already getting annoying. Who could be calling me this early anyway? My first thought was my boss. Maybe she had an emergency and wanted me to go to the shop and cover for her. It turned out it was even worse than that. “Hi, mom,” I replied with all the enthusiasm I could muste
  14. You knew summer was starting for real when you’d see tourists start to arrive in droves. Most of them came in July and August, but in recent years they’ve been showing up all through the year, especially June. I guess some of them didn’t mind the water being a few degrees colder so long as they got to avoid the crowds in peak summer. There were a lot of fresh faces at the shop today. I liked it, it meant business was doing well. Small trinkets like fridge magnets and figurines sold the
  15. Noah likes to take things day by day, splitting his time between working at a souvenir shop and hanging with friends at the beach. When his girlfriend breaks up with him and tells him she is moving away, he is left utterly confused. Luckily, he has his best friend Leo to help him get through it - whether it’s by taking him out for dinner, listening to his complaints, or giving him some tough love. Why is Leo always so good to him anyway?
  16. “I’m leaving, what’s hard to understand about that?” Gina told me with a smile. What was hard to understand? Everything. How could she be leaving so suddenly? Why? And why did she sound so casual about it? I looked down at her hand in mine. It was so much smaller and lighter than my own. “But… where are you going? And when are you coming back?” “I don’t know if I’m coming back.” She shrugged. “My sister is moving to France and I decided I want to go with her. Make a fresh start. W
  17. The clock was ticking for the contestants as they found themselves in the final stretch of the show. After a whirlwind of a weekend, they had almost reached the very end. Now, only a couple of hours remained until they would have to cast their votes on who they thought the killer was. And while some people decided to spend the remaining time relaxing, others seemed to be more on edge than ever, clearly under pressure over the impending finale of the game. The lounge seemed especially lively, wit
  18. Thanks, I'm glad you had fun with it! I hope you're ready for the final chapter!
  19. Yeah, Troy and Samson are kinda not playing by the rules right now, but Nicholas hasn't called them out so I guess they get away with it (for now at least). Thanks for reading and commenting! The final chapter is incoming!
  20. Thank you, I'm glad you enjoyed it! Let's see if your guess was correct!
  21. “It has to be Samson, right?” Rico casually leaned in, whispering in Alana’s ear. The pair were sat in the lounge after breakfast, waiting for the next event to start. Each with a drink in their hands, the basketball player and the TV host shared their theories as they observed Samson, Troy and Tiffany at the other end of the lounge. The young trio stood by a window, laughing as they chatted. “Why would you think that?” Alana whispered back, making sure the others couldn’t hear her. S
  22. Some interesting guesses there - as always, love reading your theories!
  23. Thanks for reading! Let's see what the audience questions reveal next time!
  24. “So, who wants to do the honors?” Troy asked, sitting at the long dining table in the grand hall, his fellow contestants all sat around him. The air was charged with the sense of mystery and anticipation, all ten participants eager to get things started. Even Nicholas Stone was in the room, keenly observing everything from behind the cameras. “Isn’t the lawyer the one who usually does it?” Alana suggested, reaching out for the folder everyone had their eyes on. Eric sat back, wanting t
  25. ObicanDecko

    The Séance

    Interesting! I like your reasoning. Yes, Clementine is definitely enjoying her time in the spotlight! Also, good on you for being able to keep track of who is playing which character!
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