CH. 1-DARES; "COME ON! YOU'RE NOT SCARED, ARE YOU? THOSE ARE JUST SILLY STORIES!" EMILY ASKED, STARING AT ONE OF HER BEST FRIENDS, JACOB. "NOT THE ACCIDENT THAT HAPPENED A FEW YEARS BACK. THAT BOY GETTING KILLED WAS NO STORY," EMILY'S OTHER FRIEND, MADALINE, ADDED MATTER-OF-FACTLY, PUSHING HER SQUARE GLASSES UP ON HER NOSE. EMILY SIGHED. "THAT WAS AN ACCIDENT, MADDIE. THEY HAPPEN ALL THE TIME." DENVER SHOOK THEIR HEAD. "YOU'RE CRAZY, EMILY. YOU COULDN'T PAY ME A HUNDRED DOLLARS TO GO ANYWHERE NEAR THAT PLACE." "WHAT IF I DID, THOUGH?" BLARE ASKED IN A CHALLENGING TONE. "IF YOU GO AND SPEND THE NIGHT, I'LL PAY YOU A HUNDRED DOLLARS." DENVER STARED AT HER. "IS THAT MONEY WORTH MY LIFE?" THEY ASKED. "OH, COME ON, DENVER. WE'LL ALL BE THERE TOGETHER," BLARE SAID WITH THAT SUGAR-COATED VOICE THAT COULD GET ANYONE TO DO WHAT SHE WANTED. DENVER SIGHED. "FINE. BUT IF WE DIE, DON'T SAY I DIDN'T WARN YOU ALL."
