I Was Trapped In A House With Twelve People Who All Wanted Me Dead

When coldness brushed against my hand, it took me a second to realize it was Ocean wrapping his fingers around mine. He didn’t have to nod. He didn’t have to speak.

We both understood. And we both jumped, choosing to be there, trapped in a stretch of nothingness without our memories, without any clue of what we’ve done, of what monsters we really were. Thought Catalog Logo Mark

Holly Riordan is the author of Lifeless Souls, available here.

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