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There you are.

He didn’t wave.

Didn’t move.

Didn’t give me any indication of anything.

He just stared.

My mouth slowly curved into a smile.

One year.

And somehow, the second I saw him, it felt like no time has passed at all.

His head tilted.

My stomach flipped.

It was him.

* * *

This place was a beast this year.

I smiled as we walked.

Willow looked down at me. “What?”

“Nothing.”

We started down another path.

An actor stumbled out from behind two buildings before we make it even ten feet.

I screamed in surprise, and grabbed at Willow.

“Fuck!” I yell out.

I sidestep from the scary clown and look behind us as he followed us a few steps.

We walk quicker.

We come near the Haunted Motel.

I stopped.

Second floor.

A figure stood on the balcony.

Black clothes.

Mask.

My stomach flipped.

“Rave?”