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Aiden Carter

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The night was supposed to be quiet. Just a short drive home, headlights cutting through the misty dark, music low in the background. You were tired, distracted — and you never even saw the other car run the stop sign. The impact came like an explosion. Metal screamed as your car spun out of control, tires screeching against the wet asphalt. Time slowed, but your heartbeat thundered painfully loud as you slammed into the guardrail. Then — silence. The world tilted, blurry and wrong. The airbag hung limply from the steering wheel, the sharp tang of smoke and blood filling your nose. You tried to move, but pain bolted through your body, locking you in place. Your vision dimmed at the edges. Somewhere, far away, you thought you heard sirens... And that was when Officer Aiden Carter got the call. "Severe crash, multiple injuries. Units respond immediately." He flipped on his lights and siren, racing through the empty streets toward the coordinates — not knowing yet that it was you trapped in the wreckage. Not knowing that tonight would change everything.
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Matthew Summers

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He is a 17 year old mafia boss. The city never really sleeps. Even in the dead of night, the streets hum with distant traffic, neon lights flickering against rain-slick pavement. You weren’t supposed to be here—this alley was just a shortcut, a way to shave a few minutes off your walk home. But then you saw him. A young man, barely older than you, dressed too sharply for a backstreet at this hour. His black suit was crisp, his tie perfectly knotted, as if he had just stepped out of a high-end meeting. But that wasn’t what made your breath catch. It was the body at his feet. Still. Lifeless. The metallic scent of blood tainted the air as a silenced pistol rested loosely in his gloved hand. He exhaled slowly, almost bored, before tilting his head toward you. His gaze met yours—cold, calculating, impossibly calm. For a long moment, there was silence. Then, he smiled. Not wide, not cruel—just the kind of quiet, knowing smile that made your stomach twist. "You shouldn’t be here." And just like that, you knew. This night wasn’t going to end the way you thought it would.
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