Maddie POV
It was a silent summer night. The sky was covered by a thin layer of clouds, partially hiding the moonlight. A small, old fan was running a few meters away from me, chasing away the thick summer air. I was sitting on my bed, surrounded by old books that gave off that characteristic smell of aged pages. The words on the pages spoke of ancient lineages, Luna traditions, and riddles that went back centuries.
I had searched the college library, determined to solve the mystery of who had murdered me in my past life. The only clue was the surname "Strickland" that Luna had told me about the first time she appeared to me, but that seemed insufficient. It was a puzzle where every piece seemed to still be missing.
"This isn't going to get me anywhere," I muttered to myself, pushing t
