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CHAPTER SIX
Drake
Her name is Amanda, and she’s even more fascinating than I had first thought. She’s tireless and focused as she leads me downstairs and down a twisting set of hallways. Now and again, her green eyes give me that smoky look that makes me wonder if her sleeping bag will fit two.
She’s telling me a story about the 1919 influenza epidemic, and how this hospital has an entire wing that’s been closed down since then. “The outbreak is rumored to have been much worse than was documented. We’ll never know. But one of the reasons this place was closed was that they found a mass grave from that era in the deepest sub-basement.”
I swallow, feeling a genuine chill. Damn, she’s good. “How did you find this out?”
“Time talking to people at the Historical Society of Atlanta. They
