Chapter 100: Lecture Notes and Lies

The morning after the party, my head was pounding—not from alcohol, but from overthinking. That map Damien slipped me burned a hole in my pocket all night. I’d unfolded it at least a dozen times, staring at the crude circle drawn in ink, the single word scrawled across it: Choose.

Choose what? Choo...

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