"Yeah, if you cared, you'd let me talk to him," he sighs. "He's my best fucking friend here, Jesus. Brooklyn left, and if he leaves and I don't get to talk to him before that, then I will set fire to Maggie's goddamn cabin the next time you drag me there. She may not die, but she'll suffer. I'm real good at making people suffer, man."
He looks away, not even realizing there are actual tears in his eyes until they sting and he presses a fist into his face to get rid of them.
[It's Huaisang's turn to leave another clue for the next book. He dog-ears a couple of pages, which if strung together will give Aaron the location of the next note:
Another book of ancient Chinese legends, specifically one about demons and fairies.
Hey... A friend of mine from back home is here. She's having a pretty rough time adjusting so I'm having her stay with me for a while. If you need anything though, you can come by any time. Though I'd bet you're pretty sick of my cabin by now.
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