Charlotte had thought she understood the depths of human depravity.
She had watched Marcus torture Mika for seven days straight and witnessed her own teacher reveal herself as a monster.
So, she thought she had seen the worst the world had to offer.
She was wrong.
Because now they were coming. Pouring through the doors like rats emerging from a sewer.
People whose faces she recognized from television screens and magazine covers.
People the world considered heroes. Saints. Pillars of their communities.
And every single one of them was a monster in disguise.
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The first to arrive was a titan.
He had to duck to fit through the library doorway, his massive frame filling the entire entrance.
Muscles bulged beneath his shirt like boulders wrapped in fabric. His face was hard and angular, carved from granite, with deep-set eyes that held no warmth whatsoever.
When he walked, the floor seemed to tremble beneath his weight.
