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Saturday, October 31, 2026 The clock struck midnight, and somewhere beneath Blackthorn Cabin, something began to move. Ryan had been watching the hands approach twelve for several minutes, yet the first chime still made him flinch. Beside him, Caleb sat with one leg tucked beneath him, his fingers loosely intertwined with Ryan's. Neither had spoken since the voice beneath the floorboards announced that it had been waiting a very long time. The fire had burned down to a bed of glowing e
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Things He Had No Right to Feel
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Sunny is the star of the show! -
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Their friends are really protective indeed. -
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Thank you as always! -
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Time will tell! -
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By Monday afternoon, Nick had become exhausted from trying to look normal. He had spent the entire day pretending that nothing had happened that morning. Nothing important, anyway. He had walked into Algebra II with Kit’s smile still caught painfully in his mind—the same smile he had seen near the lockers while a pretty girl held on to Kit’s arm as though she belonged there—and then Luke had noticed something was wrong almost immediately. Luke had touched Nick’s hand beneath the desk, only
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Friday, October 30, 2026 The telephone continued ringing. Ryan stood in the doorway of his bedroom, staring across the dimly lit hallway toward the staircase. The sound came from the kitchen below, sharp and insistent, each ring followed by a brief mechanical rattle that seemed to carry through the entire cabin. It was the sort of noise he remembered from his grandparents' house when he was little, back when telephones were attached to walls and nobody could ignore a call simply by tur
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Thursday, October 29, 2026 Ryan had never been particularly afraid of the dark. As a child, he'd occasionally imagined things lurking beneath his bed or hiding inside the closet, but those fears had disappeared long before he reached adolescence. He'd grown up understanding that unfamiliar sounds usually had ordinary explanations, and that the shadows taking strange shapes on his bedroom wall were simply the result of passing headlights or branches moving outside the window. Even when
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For a few seconds, all I heard was the steady hum of the tires against the pavement. I wasn't surprised Randy had thought about moving off base. Plenty of Corporals did once they had enough time in the fleet. Better apartments. More privacy. Fewer inspections. If you could afford it, there weren't many downsides. But that wasn't what had caught me off guard. It was the last part. Would you want to be my roommate? I looked over at him. He still hadn't turned his head
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Wednesday, October 28, 2026 Ryan woke with the unpleasant feeling that he hadn't slept nearly as much as he should have. The sunlight filtering through the curtains suggested that the weather had finally improved, but the brightness did little to dispel the lingering discomfort of the previous night. He remembered waking several times, once because of the wind and twice because he thought he'd heard footsteps somewhere downstairs. There had also been a dream involving the basement door
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Sunday morning began with the smell of toast and coffee drifting up the stairs. Nick woke slowly, still tangled in his blanket, and lay still for several seconds while the previous day returned to him in pieces. Luke’s bedroom. The chocolate milk waiting beside the worksheets. The blue shirt Luke had asked him to choose and then refused to wear. Sunny dropping a red ball at Nick’s feet. Kit laughing beside him on the couch. Two messages arriving within minutes of each other that evening, ea
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Hoping to escape a painful breakup, Ryan Mitchell rents a secluded cabin in Vermont for Halloween. The place is perfect, except for three peculiar house rules, including one warning him never to open the door after three knocks at midnight. But when a handsome stranger named Caleb appears on his doorstep during a storm, Ryan breaks the rule. As an unexpected attraction grows between them, strange events begin to unfold, and Ryan soon discovers that the cabin—and Caleb—are hiding secrets far more terrifying than he ever imagined.
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Tuesday, October 27, 2026 The first thing Ryan Mitchell noticed about Blackthorn Cabin was how completely the forest seemed to swallow it. He had arrived shortly before seven the previous evening, following a narrow gravel road that wound through the Vermont woodland for nearly two miles before finally opening onto a small clearing. The cabin stood alone beneath towering maples and pines, its dark wooden exterior blending so naturally with the surrounding trees that Ryan almost missed
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Sorry I messed up one chapter. This is chapter 35. Please go back to chapter 34 once more.
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Please read chapter 34. I skipped one chapter accidently. I already fixed that. My bad.
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Summer slipped quietly into autumn. Looking back, I couldn't have told you what happened on any particular Tuesday. The days blended together in the best possible way. Morning runs before sunrise. Maintenance in the motor pool. Long afternoons spent sweating beneath the North Carolina sun. Evenings outside the barracks with the same familiar faces, talking about nothing important until somebody remembered we still had boots to clean or uniforms to press before the next morning.
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North Carolina had a way of making time disappear. Back in New Jersey, I always knew what month it was. Autumn meant football. Winter meant snow piling against the front porch and Mom complaining that Dad never shoveled the driveway early enough. Spring smelled like wet grass, and by the time summer arrived the neighborhood kids had already claimed the sidewalks with bicycles and basketballs. Coastal North Carolina wasn't like that. The mornings were cool enough to make the first mile
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I sure hop you enjoy this long ride.
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Yeah, why not both? Right? Hehe
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Probably because he doesn't trust Luke enough? We'll see.
