documentJune 29, 2026
Town called West Thomas
Billy’s face was gray, his eyes pale, his body cold beneath Michael’s hands.
He was dead.
After several moments, Billy blinked and turned his head.
Michael stepped back, his breath catching as the body sat up. A dead body doesn’t do this, he thought—yet Billy rose to his knees, then his feet, staring through him with eyes that no longer belonged to anyone he knew.
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