Beneath the Midnight Sky

den table in her hotel room, the photograph was in front of her

frozen in time. At the center, her parents stood-her father's arm around her mother's shoulders, both of

t always in fragments, as though her mind couldn't quite let her remember. An

le, some with solemn expressions, others with smiles that seemed too wide, some with smiles too strange. She sca

of the photograph rang in her

o her feet with fear. She opened it to find Sheriff Maddie Ward

That was Maddie's first word

graph-it's connected to my parents." She held up the pictu

g over her shoulder to make sure no one was listening. "That cabin," she began quietly, "it's

brow. "Dangerous? What

uch to say. Finally, she exhaled slowly. "Cult activit

k happenings in Evermore-the whispers, the strange looks people gave when

re involved?" Charlie asked, h

e defensive. "But there's a lot of things that don't

ng something. But she wasn't going to back down-not now. She needed answ

"I need to know more please. About t

don't want to go there, Char

ing. "I need to know the truth. This is about my par

emed to soften for a moment before her expression harde

d left, the door closing b

again. The words on the back echo

rtain of one thing: whoever they were, they didn't

etermine, they wouldn't dare to send th

tled, Charlie found herself standing in front of her car,

er, and she couldn't ignore it any longer. She had to see it for

re, now bathed in the soft glow of stre

to let fear stop

o the unknown. The night was cold, and the road stretched before her like a dar

bin-and she was going to find