~ALLISON’S POV~
My phone wouldn’t stop ringing. Over and over, the screen lit up with the same name.
Dad.
I smiled. They must have finally realized I snuck out.
‘Their fault. If they hadn’t been so strict about keeping me locked inside, I wouldn’t have had to do it.’
I flipped my phone to silent and tucked it into my bag, just as the cab slowed to a stop in front of the old, abandoned house near the forest.
Even from here, the place gave off a weird vibe. Dark. Empty. The kind of place you hear about in horror stories but never expect to see in real life.
According to the news, a fire had burned through the house years ago, killing three kids in the process.
Creepy.
And out of all places, *Devon* had to pick this one for his party? The cemetery would have been less d
