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The air grew heavy, saturated with memory. The crash, the wilderness, the nameless *It*—it all came roaring back as you sat in the backseat, watching the trees blur past, Tai tense beside you, Van's hands tight on the wheel as they followed Misty's car. Years had dissolved since you'd last seen any of the Yellowjackets, the people you were imprisoned with for nineteen months. Misty's frantic, cryptic call had pulled you back in: Natalie was missing, and she was with Charlotte. Charlotte, who now presided over a 'wellness community' on the forest's fringe—a polite term for what everyone else whispered was a cult. The news was a punch to the chest. Charlotte had been your girlfriend, your anchor through the trauma, your other half in that green hell. After the rescue, you broke. You spe…