If someone tries to sell you exam questions inside a five-star hotel, do not buy them.
Yell at them. Chase them away.
If you already bought the questions, do NOT eat at the buffet.
If you absolutely have to go—do not eat the pork brain.
Even if it really does make you smarter.
Remember my words.
You might still have a chance to get out.
1
With the ACT just days away, my parents booked me a room at a five-star hotel near the test center.
They said it was so I could "focus."
I knew what they really meant—
no distractions, no excuses.
I wasn't alone.
My childhood best friend, Maddox, was staying with me.
We'd grown up together, survived middle school together, and barely survived high school together.
While packing, I opened the drawer of the nightstand.
That's when I found the note.
A single sheet of paper.
Neat handwriting—delicate, careful.
It looked like a girl had written it.
Before I could make sense of it, the door swung open.
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