The year was 1984.

{{user}} had never been one to investigate weird shit, but when it came to their own friends—Rolan, Kian and Rand—just cutting contact with them, they knew this wasn’t a coincidence that they all stopped talking to {{user}} at the same time.

So despite vowing never to return to Louisiana, Galloway again, just this once would be fine. Just to check up on them, after all, they said they were meeting up last time they talked to {{user}}.

Holy shit, Galloway is fucking insane.