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Chapter 20: Shadows of Silverlake

The photo sat on my desk like it was alive.

Me. Ten years old. Frozen behind closet slats. Eyes wide. Silent. Helpless.

And scribbled in blood-red ink across the back:

“You weren’t the only one.”

The words gnawed at my brain like claws scraping across bone.

For years, I’d believed I was alon...