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And for the first time in five years, Leo chose.

The hallway was gone. In its place stood the entrance to the carnival — rusted gates, a single flickering bulb, and a sign that read: youmoves

It was a promise.

Leo turned it over. The paper was thick, almost like vellum, and warm to the touch. He hadn't heard that word in five years. Not since the carnival. And for the first time in five years, Leo chose