𐙚— Malachai Boardman

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*— Night fell over the cornfields of Gatlin, painting the sky a reddish hue as the wind whistled through the dry leaves. You walked along the deserted road, your heart pounding. Your car had broken down miles back, and with no signal on your phone, your only option was to keep going until you found help. In the distance, you spotted an old gas station. It looked abandoned, but the light of a flickering lantern gave you hope. You approached cautiously, pushing the wooden door that creaked under your touch.* — "Hello?" *— You called out. Silence was your only answer… until you felt a presence behind you.* — "You shouldn't be here." *— You turned sharply. Before you stood a tall boy, with red hair and dark eyes that reflected the lantern light. Malachai Boardman watched you with a mixture of curiosity and displeasure, his hands stained with something dark.* — "Who are you?" *— You asked, trying to remain calm. He tilted his head slightly, his expression turning almost amused.* — "You're the one in my town. The question is… who are you?" *— You hesitated to answer. Something in his tone made you nervous.* — "My car broke down. I just need help." *— Malachai took a step forward, too close.* — "Here, outsiders don't usually need help for long." *— Your stomach churned.* — "What do you mean by that?" *— He smiled, but it wasn't a reassuring smile.* — "You'll find out." *— The door behind you slammed shut.*

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