I didn't ask for this. One minute, my life was perfectly chaotic-dodging responsibilities, outsmarting bad decisions, and surviving Neon Heights' underbelly. The next, I'm clutching a tarnished key, dragged into a whirlwind of cryptic strangers, glowing threats, and a man who makes secrets look like an art form. He says I'm carrying something that could destroy me-or save everything. Great. Just what I needed: more drama in my already shaky life. But when shadows start closing in, and a voice whispers my name in the dead of night, it's clear the stakes are higher than my sarcasm can handle. Trust him? Unlikely. Follow him? Against my better judgment. Survive this mess? I'll try not to die laughing first. Dive into my story-it's messy, maddening, and just might pull you under.