Chapter 27: A Little Game

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For eleven months, a man has walked into the old bookstore at precisely 3:00 p.m. He is never late. He never brings an umbrella. And his blond hair is never wet, even in a downpour. Aerin never asks who he is. Until one day, a strange voice behind the door calls her name, odd dreams start to haunt her, and a string of dangerous incidents begins closing in. As time goes on, Aerin notices one thing: whenever something strange occurs, the mysterious man is always close by. Who is he, truly? And why does his arrival seem to signal the start of all the strange events that will transform Aerin's life?

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