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"𝓈𝒽ℯ'𝓈 𝒶 𝓀𝒾𝓁𝓁ℯ𝓇 𝓆𝓊ℯℯ𝓃"

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"𝓈𝒽ℯ'𝓈 𝒶 𝓀𝒾𝓁𝓁ℯ𝓇 𝓆𝓊ℯℯ𝓃"

𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨: 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘥𝘦 𝘪𝘯
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘖𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘴, 𝘴𝘰 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘱
𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘦𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦

𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨: 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘥𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘖𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘴, 𝘴𝘰 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘦𝘧𝘧�...

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With her friends in Beacon Hills relatively safe for the time being, Ophelia grabs a duffle bag, gets in her Porsche, and drives. The road trip takes her twenty hours, give or take, but possibly shorter since she breaks almost all of the speed limits. When she finally steps out of the cherry red car, she stares at the warehouse on the other side of the road. She can hear voices inside, three of them, and two she knows by heart. The other is unfamiliar.

Ophelia answers her phone on the first ring. "Stiles, for future reference, one singular voicemail is just as effective as fifteen."

"Uh huh, yeah sure. Fi, where the fuck are you?"

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