Ray lay in bed, his eyes scanning the room as he counted each person entering, one by one. As they stepped inside, they lined up against the wall on Gary's side, their movements precise, almost military-like. It was a strange sight, the kind that sent a shiver down his spine.
Everyone he had seriously interacted with at some point was here—Sylvia, Gary, Ian, Dan, Monk, Kyle, Martha, and the two red-haired twins, Sloth and Badger. Each of them carried an air of uncertainty, their expressions tense, as though they had already sensed that whatever was about to happen wasn't going to be good.
"What's going on?" Ray asked, his voice breaking the silence.
