Journal Entry Eight

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I've talked to my aunt, and she is moving my curfew earlier, due to no fault of my own. She worries about me being out so late with the murders going on. The police believe that this town holds the headquarters (they're right, but still), and my aunt doesn't want me out late. She also wants me to never be alone if I am out late at night, and to always let her know where I'll be going (addresses too) and who I'm with.

This is so much to do.

Jude doesn't blame her. "After all, she lost her sister too. She doesn't want anyone else to die. Especially not you."

I shrugged.

Still.

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