Peyton

I hadn’t had the pleasure of encountering Dev just yet, but I knew my time would come soon enough. I also knew the word had got out that Dylan had managed to entice me back to this hell hole. Back to where my nightmares were my reality until my mom made us disappear. A feat in itself. You never escaped The Black Grove. You served your purpose, and then they discarded you like a piece of meat when they were done with you. I had seen it first-hand in the time I was here. As young as sixteen, girls like me brought in to fulfill fucked up fantasies were allowed to be murdered as their buyers for the night jacked off over their dead bodies.