That night, as Charlotte was in her room doing her homwework, she got a text. The number was unfamiliar. She opened it up.
I told you to pass the card along. Do it, or darkness will descend on you.
Her entire body jolted as though it had been shocked. She pressed her glasses more closely toward the bridge of her nose and stared at the text. Should she ignore it? Was it someone at school playing a joke on her? But who knew about the card?