My Family, Their Sinister Game

ilt a wall of medio

sinister "Blackwood Tech Curse," my parents pulled me from adva

ley," my father plead

nd boring, believing I had outsmarted

landed in my inbox: "Congratulations,

defunct institute, promised death wrapped

showed me security footage-me, at the scene of a Blackwood victim's

s the source of a federal

es, asked, "Ashley, honey... Did yo

t I could trust, Davies

your laptop," he s

ried to strike me, until Davies,

e whispered. "Something e

"safe house" public, only for a chilling message to

doll, supposedly lost for years-appeared

r, her eyes wide and blank, attacked me with a sha

ed me with "severe schizoaffective di

t presented a photo altered to show me with a different sister, Eva, claim

the psychiatric facility, that this wasn' t

arcus Thorne, the vanished founder of Blackw

hey had trappe

e a new purpose, a new id