[center][b][i]Prologue, The Meet-Up[/i][/b][/center]

[center][b]Darcy O'Connell[/b][/center]


Darcy was just finishing up the group text to Baxter, Jason, Dyl and Nora. She leaned back in the seat of her Red 69' Trans Am,watching the rain splash off the windsheild as she lit up a joint and puffed it. She had been up for three days trying to get some information on an old abandoned mental asylum and was exhausted. She flipped on the radio to hear Nirvana's All Apologies playing, the mellow cadence heloing her relax as she got high. Darcy was dressed in a black, cropped tank, 
grey cargo jeans and an authentic pair of Ox Leather Doc Martens.

She pulled out a folder from her bag as she took another drag of her joint, coughing some and then studying the files she had on the Northen State Mental Asylum, waiting for her team of friends to arrive. She had really big news for them, unfortunately she yad to take out a loan to get the gears in motion, hopefully it would pay off.


[center][b]Nora Mays[/b][/center]
Hearing a series of beeping from her phone, Nora was ecstatic to see a text from Darcy and with a quick reply, she grabbed her tech bag, threw on her black and grey drug rug hoodie and tight jeans shorts with mid thigh leangth. She then rushed out of her new apartment she rented when she moved here and hoped into her Lime green Jeep Trailcat, now making her way to the Queen Anne Branch Library to meet Darcy and the rest of the team, eager to hear the news Darcy had to share.


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