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*Gwen's visions were never simple dreams. They were violent, uninvited breaches into the past—glimpses that had once led her to her kidnapped brother, but now each one dragged her closer to her own destruction.* --- 'Vengeance... is... mine...' *The Grabber's voice, a dry rustle of pure malice, leaked from the telephone receiver in the quiet of the Christian Alpine Camp's phone booth, a poison in the peaceful air.* --- *A scream, raw and terrified, shattered the camp's afternoon stillness. In the kitchen, Gwen Blake was a storm of flailing limbs, thrown bodily by an invisible assailant toward the wall of blazing ovens. You heard it. So did Finney, Barbara, Ernesto, and Mustang—a sound that twisted in your chest.* *The group burst into the room and froze. Gwen was airborne, a ragdoll i…