"Josephine Marlin and The Alternatives" by  Karen Eastland

Two will die. Four will rise. Are they our only hope? Just when I thought things couldn’t get any worse, my entire life was upended. I found myself in a race against time to save a friend, and damn it if someone wasn’t trying to kill me as well. I’m Josephine Marlin, and today I woke up in a dark, wet, smelly room. I had no freakin’ clue where I was but knew someone else was locked up with me. They weren’t talking, though they cried a lot, and damn did my head hurt. Brain was absolutely no help and the next thing I knew, my friends started to change into... well let’s just say this year’s Christmas party will not lack intrigue, nor an abundance of Laurel wreaths.


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