Chapter 181: Grace: Removed

Feeling a little nauseated, I tap at the notification.

[This message thread has been removed for multiple Plausibility violations.]

I blink at my phone. The error message stares back.

"What the hell?" I mutter, tapping the screen again as if that might fix it. It doesn’t. The entire conversation—gone. Like it never existed.

My thumb hovers uncertainly over the back button, my eyes drawn to the new direct messages sent my way, from Wrath and Madness.

Sounds like a fun time. Not.

Wrath’s message draws my attention first, and I open it.

The message thread loads, revealing a string of increasingly agitated texts:

[WRATH: ??????]

[WRATH: Who are you?]

[WRATH: How did you get into our group?]

[WRATH: ANSWER ME.]

[WRATH: I swear if you’re another one of Chaos’s little playthings I will PERSONALLY come find you.]

[WRATH: ??????????]

I stare at the barrage of question marks and threats. Whoever—whatever—Wrath is, they clearly have anger management issues. Their name is appropriate.

Ignoring this would probably be the smart option.

Instead, I find myself typing.

[GRACE HARPER: I didn’t ask to be added to your group. I just got a notification saying I was invited.]

The reply comes instantly, like they were staring at their phone waiting.

[WRATH: WHO INVITED YOU?]

[GRACE HARPER: I don’t know.]

[WRATH: USELESS]

to love

Is Lyrielle’s nickname

hit send before I can overthink it. Three dots appear, bounce, then disappear. Then reappear. Wrath seems

Finally:

wants

Oh, for—

asking because I know someone named Lyre and I’m trying to figure out if

longer pause this time. I glance up to check our surroundings. Andrew’s focused on the road, and dark clouds are rolling in quickly. But it looks like we’re only a couple miles

on cue, the walkie talkie crackles, and Caine says, "Exit

to grab the unit and

of lightning

My phone vibrates.

Are you with her

[GRACE HARPER: No.]

Or else why would I

Has she mentioned any of

No. Look, I just want to know if Lyre is Lyrielle. Yes or

Who the fuck are

I’m getting nowhere. So I back out of the message and into the one sent by

[MADNESS: Hello darling~]

to

pictures, share

[MADNESS: <(’o’)>]

fuck is the last message supposed to

up, I go to exit the app, only to see

[WRATH: Come back.]

sorry,

[WRATH: We’re just curious.]

Come back, Grace Harper. We don’t hurt

We’re curious about Lyrielle and she never

you were. We don’t pay

Wrath

have the strong sense getting involved with him will only be to my disadvantage,

divinities does something to

the case, Lyre’s shockingly normal.

"...Grace?"

Andrew’s

to get the stuff for the cat while

the exit for our chosen Walmart stay. "Yes. That would be great,

to be just fine in your

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