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I see it now. How it all fits together.

It’s fucking perfect.

But I guess Knox is right. She has a look on her face like she’s still struggling to process what we told her. I guess a switch from “killing is bad” to “sometimes killing is warranted” doesn’t happen in a minute.

I step up to her, take her chin in my hand. Gently this time, so I don’t scare her off. “But that’s all for now.”

She looks up at me, wide-eyed and uncertain, and pulls her chin out of my grip. Standing, she backs up toward the doorway.

“Where you going, baby—” Mason begins, but Nim waves away his question with a slice of her hand.

“No,” she mumbles, frowning. “This…I can’t.”

We all open our mouths, but she’s already wrenching open the door. Darkness consumes her, leaving the three of us behind.

Well, maybe not just us. For all we know, the Ghost of Omega Delta Mu is still around somewhere.

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