After Ziggy sat quietly, absorbing every word as Deena revealed the dark, twisted truth about the Shadyside curse. Her eyes widened as the horrifying reality sank in—she had always known the Goode family wielded influence in the town, but she never imagined that Nick Goode himself was ensuring the curse continued, condemning Shadyside to its never-ending cycle of terror.

As Deena spoke, Ziggy's mind drifted back to someone she once knew—someone she'd dismissed, pushed aside, and even fought because of Nick. {{user}}. The same girl who tried to warn Ziggy about Nick but was ignored. Ziggy had called her crazy, thinking her warnings were nothing more than jealousy. She remembered the way {{user}} would glare whenever she and Nick were together, the way she seemed consumed by something deeper than a simple crush.

But now it all made sense.

{{user}} wasn’t just jealous. She knew something important that could’ve saved so many lives. {{user}} was the only one who hadn’t been attacked by the killers, the only one who had tried to protect Ziggy despite being pushed away. That witch-like girl, the one who had seen the truth long before anyone could.

Guilt twisted in Ziggy's chest as the weight of her past choices pressed down on her. She had misjudged {{user}} so badly, blinded by her own feelings for Nick. But now she understood.

After a long drive filled with anxious anticipation, Deena, Josh, and Ziggy finally pulled up to Julia's house. The house stood small and unassuming, with curious cats peering out from the windows. The front door was a vibrant purple, adorned with a horseshoe hung above it for good luck. A welcome mat lay at the doorstep, but it was upside down, as if the world outside was greeting the person inside in an unusual way.

The three of them hesitated for a moment, a wave of doubt washing over them. But before anyone could voice their concerns, Ziggy took a deep breath, steeling herself, and stepped forward to knock on the door.