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The Last Message
Chapter 4 Daniel The photo was taken at sunset. Lina leaned against a guy with messy dark hair, his arm casually resting on her shoulders. They were both laughing, squinting in the warm glow, with the ocean blurred in the background. Mira had spent hours studying the picture, tracing its edges and searching for clues in the curve of Lina's smile and how her fingers clutched the man's sleeve. Daniel. That name was written on the back of the photo in Lina's graceful handwriting. Now, standing outside his cabin, Mira wondered if coming here was a mistake. The Cabin in the Pines The place was simple, tucked away among a group of black pines on the edge of town. Smoke curled from the chimney, and the scent of turpentine and oil paint filled the air. Mira knocked. No answer. She knocked again, this time harder. A loud crash came from inside, followed by footsteps. The door opened, revealing the man from the photo, paint splattered on his forearms, his dark hair longer and tied back in a messy bun. He was taller than she expected, his broad shoulders filling out a faded flannel shirt. His storm-gray eyes locked onto hers. For a brief moment, they both stood in silence.
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Horror Fiction
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