Biography

Gloria Marrow was the kind of girl everyone noticed: the perfect laugh, the perfect hair, the perfect pose for every camera. On prom night, the gym lights glittered like a thousand tiny suns and the votes were unanimous. She was crowned under a spinning disco ball… and then the doors locked. Some say it was a prank that went wrong. Others insist the building wanted a sacrifice to keep its secrets buried. Gloria doesn’t remember the details clearly—only the heat of panic, the smell of smoke and makeup, and the way the applause kept going in her head even after her lungs stopped. As an opponent, Gloria fights like a haunting memory. She’s alluring and terrifying, pulling you into the rhythm of an invisible slow dance. The closer you get, the colder the room becomes—until your breath turns to glitter-ash in the air.

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