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Midnight At The Pier
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56 days agoEpisode 4
Zara clutched the folded paper in her hand, her stomach twisting with nerves. Meet me at the old pier at midnight. Come alone.
She had replayed Damian’s words in her head a hundred times:
“Some secrets are better left buried.”
Her feet crunched on the gravel as she approached the pier. The night air was cold and sharp, carrying the faint smell of saltwater. Shadows stretched across the wooden planks, flickering in the pale moonlight.
A figure stood at the end of the pier, barely visible. Heart hammering, she whispered, “Damian?”
The figure turned slowly. It was Damian… but something about him was different. His usual carefree smile was gone, replaced by a seriousness that made her uneasy.
“You came,” he said softly.
“I… I had to know,” Zara replied, her voice trembling.
He took a step closer. “You shouldn’t have. This is dangerous.”
Before she could question him, her phone buzzed. Another message from the Unknown Number:
Unknown Number: “He’s not who he says he is. Trust no one.”
Zara froze. She glanced at Damian — his expression didn’t change, but his eyes flicked to something behind her.
A sudden sound made her turn: footsteps on the pier, echoing in the night. A shadow moved in the fog, and a chill ran down her spine.
“Who’s there?” she demanded, though her voice shook.
No answer.
Then, just as she was about to step back, a hand grabbed her shoulder from behind.
Zara’s breath caught.
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