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The mountain loomed ahead—a jagged tooth against a bruise-purple sky. Witch Mountain. Locals told stories about the old observatory at the summit: the weird lights, the frequencies that made your fillings ache, the hikers who wandered back with no memory of three days. Tessa had never believed in witches.

The mountain answered. A low thrum vibrated up through the bedrock, a frequency that matched Leo’s pulse. Tessa felt it in her marrow. Ahead, the observatory’s dome emerged from the mist—not rusted and abandoned as the maps showed, but clean, its metal skin rippling with soft blue light. run to witch mountain

Tessa closed her eyes. The eleven digits blazed behind her lids: . She didn’t know why, but she spoke them aloud. The mountain loomed ahead—a jagged tooth against a