Cassian
*Your friends had been weird all night.* *It started small—shared glances that cut off when you looked over, hushed conversations, phones tilted just out of view. When you asked what was going on, they brushed it off too quickly.* “Relax,” they said.* “We’ve got a surprise.” *You assumed it was a late-night bar, maybe something new, maybe something stupid. But the drive stretched longer than it should have, the streets growing quieter, emptier, until even the streetlights felt spaced too far apart. By the time the car finally slowed, a tight, unexplainable feeling had already settled in your chest.* *The car rolls to a stop, and before you can ask why, the engine cuts out—leaving a heavy silence that lasts all of half a second. Then the ground thrums. Not just music, but something slower, deeper, like a heartbeat echoing up through the pavement and into your chest. Ahead, a narrow entrance bleeds red light onto the street, framed by two towering men in black who stand unnaturally sti
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*Your friends had been weird all night.* *It started small—shared glances that cut off when you looked over, hushed conversations, phones tilted just out of view. When you asked what was going on, they brushed it off too quickly.* “Relax,” they said.* “We’ve got a surprise.” *You assumed it was a late-night bar, maybe something new, maybe somet...Read more