Chapters (68)
- Cover
- Dedication
- NOW
- One
- BEFORE
- Two
- Three
- Four
- Five
- Six
- Seven
- Eight
- Nine
- Ten
- Eleven
- Twelve
- Thirteen
- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- NOW
- Twenty-One
- BEFORE
- Twenty-Two
- Twenty-Three
- Twenty-Four
- Twenty-Five
- Twenty-Six
- Twenty-Seven
- Twenty-Eight
- Twenty-Nine
- Thirty
- Thirty-One
- Thirty-Two
- Thirty-three
- Thirty-Four
- Thirty-Five
- Thirty-Six
- Thirty-Seven
- Thirty-Eight
- NOW
- Thirty-Nine
- BEFORE
- Forty
- Forty-One
- Forty-Two
- Forty-three
- Forty-Four
- Forty-Five
- Forty-Six
- Forty-Seven
- Forty-Eight
- Forty-Nine
- Fifty
- Fifty-One
- NOW
- Fifty-Two
- Fifty-Three
- Fifty-Four
- Fifty-Five
- AFTER
- Fifty-Six
- Acknowledgements
- About the Author
‘Oh, I did some kind of project about it,’ Stephanie replied, her hands unclasping quickly. ‘About modern-day myths and how they become part of wider societal thinking. Proper college level, pseudo-intellectual bullshit. Stories interwoven into the fabric of how we think, how we act… all that rubbish. I’d used The Game as an example and talked about some real-life examples of mysterious disappearances, to do with other kinds of online games of this sort. That kind of thing. There’s very little out there about it, to be honest. Some forums online that talk about it, but it’s always different. All with different rules.’
Mark began to see things becoming clearer, but still wasn’t sure if he could make this even slightly believable to DI Bennett. ‘And Emily asked you about it?’
‘She had obviously read my essays on it and had her own questions. Problem was, she didn’t want to talk to me. It was still tense between us. Not from my side, but I think she still felt guilty about what she’d done. She wanted to know if I’d ever found a case where it was proven that someone had actually played it. Of course, I couldn’t give her that. It’s not like it’s a real thing. And even if it was, it’s not like we’d ever know for sure. It was a day or so later that it all came out anyway, so it was forgotten about.’
‘What came out?’
‘All the stuff she was doing to people online,’ Stephanie said, another dismissive wave of the hand. He guessed she had been more bothered when what Emily had been doing was first revealed, but had a little perspective now. ‘That came out and it was just endless after that. I was doing damage control for her from that point until I went back to university. People wanted blood, but I managed to keep the worst of it controlled. She denied doing it, but the evidence was all there. That was bad enough when it got out, but if she’d done something even worse, it could be the reason someone could have forced her to play The Game. And she didn’t think she had any choice.’
‘The pictures, of you – when did that happen?’
‘Around the same time. She denied doing that as well, but I knew when she was lying. Mum never found out, thankfully, and hopefully she never will. Emily was…’
‘Troubled?’ Mark said for her, when it became clear Stephanie was struggling to find the right word. He used the one she’d given him a few days earlier, when they’d been sitting in her bedroom. When they had still hoped to find her alive. ‘So, I think I’m starting to put this together.’
‘Really? Because to me, it all seems so much more difficult to work out. If this was someone online, it could be anyone.’