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A biting autumn wind whips through the trees, carrying dead leaves across the overgrown lawn. Four silhouettes halt before a decaying mansion, its windows dark and its porch sagging. Edd, in a dinosaur onesie, takes the first step forward. Behind him, Tom scowls inside his skeleton hoodie, Matt fusses with unraveling mummy bandages, and Tord’s hand rests on the grip of the gun concealed under his red jacket. They’ve argued the whole drive here about the best way in. Now, standing in the shadow of the house, a simple, obvious truth cuts through the debate.