DAVID:Sitting in my office, I delved into the depths of the case, my fingers flying over the keyboard as I meticulously gathered every piece of evidence I could find.In the fateful year of 2018, Miley's life was marred by a tragic incident that forever altered the course of her existence. The details were grim and heart-wrenching—a night of escape turned into a calamity, leaving her memory shattered in its wake. Losing her memory was believed to be a good thing, but it turned out to be her worst enemy. Even though she can't recall her past, the Falcon group remembers. They never forgot about her from the beginning.Jackson, however, wasn't as fortunate. Her story ended that night, her life extinguished by the very darkness that had chased them.Diving deeper into the case, the connections between the victims became more hauntingly apparent. Miley, Jackson, and Aurora—three young souls bound together by the shared corridors of LarksVille High. Their stories, tragically intertwined, led to an abrupt and mysterious end. Two of them had met a gruesome demise, their lives cut short by the unforgiving hands of fate. Yet, the fate of the third remained an enigma—Missing since last four weeks. No idea if she was alive or dead.And if the Falcon Group, a nefarious entity entangled in the sinister web of human trafficking, was involved, perhaps they had ensnared her once again, dragging down the darkness.As I delved into the file, the chilling connections between the victims and the suspected perpetrators unveiled a web of darkness that had entangled the lives of Preston's youth. The names on the page blurred into a haunting reminder of the past: Mia, Oliver, Ben, Blakley, Kevin, Shawn—each of them a student of LarksVille High, now potentially linked to the sinister activities of the Falcon Group in Preston University. In the cruel hands of fate, their paths had crossed with innocent Aurora, Jackson, and Miley, leading to a macabre tale of tragedy.Oliver's involvement in the Falcon Group became undeniable, but a chilling uncertainty loomed. Who was their mysterious leader mentioned in the video? Was it Oliver, Mia or someone else? The pieces of the puzzle seemed to scatter further apart, teasing the truth just out of reach.There has been another mention of a woman who still remains a mystery to us. But The Bald man, the ominous figure who had seized Jackson, was no longer a faceless specter.He was Rownan Nave. A dangerous figure, known as an assassin and drug dealer, he had been caught a year ago, his crimes meticulously documented and submitted to the Harrington Police Department by an anonymous person.Maybe meeting with him could give us a new lead. ****In the dim confines of the cell, the name "Rownan" echoed, carrying with it the weight of fear and dread. The man once feared across the country, now sat hunched on the floor, his figure barely visible in the scant light filtering through the bars. His eyes, haunted and hollow, betrayed the torment that had consumed him."Rownan?" I called out again, my voice soft yet resolute, seeking to penetrate the walls he had built around himself. For a moment, there was only silence, the heavy air thick with unspeakable truths. Then, as if compelled by an unseen force, he slowly lifted his head, allowing me a glimpse of his despair."Go away," he whispered, his voice a mere ghost of its former strength. He clung to his knees as if the very act of holding himself together was all that kept him from shattering completely. "He will come for you too.""Who?" I pressed, my determination unyielding. I approached him cautiously, the jailer's assistance granting me access to the cell. The darkness seemed to seep into his very being, his eyes, ringed by profound exhaustion, locking onto mine."The one who owns that night," he spoke in riddles, his words laden with a terror I couldn't comprehend. "The devil."My brows furrowed, confusion mingled with concern. "The devil? He came to meet you?"Rownan's gaze bore into mine, a manic glint flickering within his eyes. "He never left. He never will leave me alone."I sighed, acknowledging the depths of his mental deterioration. It was evident that the demons that haunted him were far from ordinary. Not the one we are looking for. Yet I needed answers. Redirecting the conversation, I broached the subject that had brought me here."What do you know about Aurora Romano and Jackson Simpson?" I inquired, the weight of their names heavy in the air.Upon hearing those names, Rownan recoiled, his already trembling form huddling further into itself. He refused to meet my eyes, his hands rising to cover his ears as if to shield himself from the voices of the past. Amidst his tortured mutterings, one phrase emerged, repeated like a damning mantra: "I made a sin. I made a sin. I made a sin."****Exiting the confines of Harrington jail, I let out a heavy sigh. My visit had provided no clarity; the mystery surrounding Aurora, Jackson, and Miley persisted, their lives entangled in a web of mysteries that seemed impenetrable.As I stepped into the outside world, my phone chimed, indicating the arrival of a new email. The video on the screen depicted Olivia Reed and Miley Smith, seated together on a rooftop. Their expressions were a mix of happiness and sadness, clearly indicating that their meeting was clandestine. Gradually, Olivia leaned in to kiss Miley, and Miley reciprocated.Lost in their intimate moment, the door abruptly burst open, revealing Mia, Oliver, Tony, and their team."Look! Our little slut is gay!" Kevin jeered. Olivia sprang to her feet, her complexion paling several shades. Miley, too, appeared stricken, having been caught off guard."Who knew our little slut was so damn dirty!" Shawn chimed in, his laughter joined by the others."Tell me, slave, did you taste her? What was it like—""Shut up!" Olivia finally shouted, her voice trembling. "Yes, we are gay, but that's not a crime. Nobody gave you the right to—" Before she could finish her sentence, Mia slapped her hard across the face, grasping her chin with her fingers.Mia threatened, "I hate people who dare to look even in my direction and you dare to shout at me?""P-Please... leave her!" Miley implored. "Let her go, and I'll do anything you ask."The group laughed at her pleas. "You have to do anything we ask anyway, little slave," Mia taunted. "Don't you forget your life was ours. You don't own it." She seethes."But as for our Miss Prim and Proper, we have a special task in mind.""W-What... task?" Olivia inquired, her voice quivering.Blakely sneered, "Since you're so brave to kiss your friend and accept that you're gay, you should be daring enough to stand in the middle of traffic, to show how bold you are, don't you think?"Olivia's eyes widened in terror. Blakely continued, "Come on, it's just a simple dare. You'll stand where the cars can't touch you, that's it."Miley's eyes mirrored Olivia's fear as the others laughed. "Either you do it, or this little video of yours goes viral," Blakley threatened.With no saviour in sight, they reluctantly agreed to the dare. Shawn and Sam attempted to assault them right after they hesitated, knowing there was no escape.The next video began with a rainy night, focusing on Olivia. Her face was devoid of expression as she walked down the road. Miley lay trapped beneath the weight of Shawn and Sam, helplessly watching Olivia's footsteps.Miley's desperate pleas went unanswered, and Olivia accepted her fateful challenge. She stood alone in the middle of the road, her eyes clenched shut in fear. She whispered a final prayer, closing her eyes, just as a truck took an unexpected turn and collided with her.Olivia's life was tragically extinguished, leaving her lifeless on the rain-slicked asphalt.The truth crashed over me like a colossal wave, submerging my senses in a whirlpool of shock and sorrow. The once-hidden reality now stood exposed, revealing the sinister depths of human cruelty. Olivia's fate, initially masked by shadows, was far more malevolent than anyone had imagined. She hadn't met an accidental demise; instead, she had been ruthlessly thrust into a tragic end, her life extinguished by the hands of malice.A lump lodged in my throat, hindering my ability to swallow as the harsh reality settled in. How could someone be so heartless, so devoid of humanity, to orchestrate such a wicked scheme? The mystery veiling Olivia's fate slowly unravelled, exposing a darkness that sent shivers down my spine. The depths of human depravity seemed limitless, and the revelation left me stunned, grappling with the sheer brutality of it all.For a fleeting moment, an unexpected surge of sympathy washed over me for Olivia and Miley. The cruelty they had endured was unjustifiable, and now, armed with substantial evidence, Oliver and his team would face the full weight of the law. I was resolute in ensuring they ended up behind bars.However, before that could happen, I needed more answers. Facing Alessandro Russo required a comprehensive understanding of the situation. A significant challenge lay ahead because, even though Mia and others were clearly depicted in the video, Oliver, Tony, and the ninth member remained elusive. This added complexity to the investigation, but at least, a new lead had emerged. A/N: I feel sorry for Aurora, Olivia, and everyone who has faced bullying. Bullying is a crime and is a punishable offence. Also, this book is not against anyone's sexuality. I support human's claim to their sexuality and this book only shows how much still people have to bear despite the world claimed to be changed.How many of you have faced bullying before? I did when I was at school because I had acne-prone skin.