Sample V-08: The Deep Secret
The reservoir was a dead eye staring up at the scorched hills of Los Angeles. It was 1947, and the drought had turned the valley into a kiln. The water had receded, leaving behind a ring of bleached salt and the skeletal remains of drowned trees. Julian was found there on a Tuesday morning, floating face down in a pool of stagnant water that shouldn't have been deep enough to kill a cat. He was...
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