Everyone Who Went Into the River Back Then Is Dead

A childhood friend I hadn’t spoken to in over a decade suddenly showed up at my office, panic written all over his face.

“They’re all dead!”

“Everyone who went into that river back then is dead. Everyone except us!”

I didn’t hesitate.

I pulled out my passport and immediately booked a flight out of the country.

My friend had his passport ready too, planning to leave with me.

But that very night, he died in his hotel room.