A week after Caleb's death, Tamara returned to Jess's apartment. The single wall of research had exploded into something bigger. Maps covered every surface. Three computers sat on a new desk. Red string connected hundreds of printed articles.
"You've been busy," Tamara said.
"You have no idea." Jess spun her laptop around. "Look at this."
A website filled the screen. "The Hidden World" stretched across the top in bold letters. Below were dozens of posts with titles like "Wolf Sighting in Portland" and "They Walk Among Us."
"You made a blog?"
"A forum. A community." Jess clicked through pages. "Started three days ago. Just posted some weird events I'd been tracking. Now I have thousands of followers. People who've seen things. Experienced things. They're all sharing their stories."
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