Haunter
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I don’t remember feeling worse about myself, or so guilty, ever before in my whole life.
I watched him pull over again outside a house and honk, the night sky of an awful dark red outside his window. To my surprise, it was Ted, one of the two remaining Haunters, who came to his car. Brandon lowered his window and handed him two big bags that looked full of takeout.
“The water is in the trunk,” he said, moving to open his door.
“I’ll get it,” his friend replied, stopping him from getting out of the car. “You close the window and go home, bro. Thank you.”
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