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Mira awoke the next day in a pool of her own sweat and heart pounding from dread. The contents of Marthy's text still haunted her. She looked at the phone on the bed and turned it over. Fear clawed at her throat and her mind raced with regret. Why did she make such a deal with the devil?.
The sun was already up and the mansion was lively outside h