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Inside a secret room hidden deep within the East Wing of their dormitory, five figures sat in a tense circle—Killian, Lance, Castiel, Tyson, and Maeve. The dim glow from Tyson’s laptop flickered across their faces, mirroring the unease in the air

Another heir was dead. And just like before, his eyeball had been left behind, wrapped in a black ribbon. But this time it was in a city near theirs

Killian Russo [ML]

We're discussing this again because it’s happening again. And this time, it’s not just heirs * gaze razor-sharp*

Killian Russo [ML]

I went through old records. What the public sees—the elite heirs being taken—that’s just the surface. Beneath that, it’s worse. People are disappearing, even kids from middle-class families. Some are found dead, but most. They vanish. No ransom. No bodies. Nothing *voice was steady, yet the weight behind it was impossible to ignore*

A heavy silence followed

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