Bloody Secrets, Silent Culprits
You were bleeding. That's what someone wrote on your bathroom mirror. You don't remember anything.
Zooey wakes up with bruises, a memory in pieces, and a black hole where her night should be. A message traced on the bathroom mirror in condensation. Two empty glasses in the kitchen that aren't hers. Two detectives at the door. And a name in their file: Noah Johnson, found dead last night. Zooey was the last person to see him alive.
She doesn't remember. She doesn't know if she's guilty. And that is precisely what makes her dangerous — to others, and to herself.
Bloody Secrets, Silent Culprits is a psychological thriller told entirely in first person, from inside a memory fracturing in real time. A race against recollection, against other people's lies — and possibly her own.
Immersive. Claustrophobic. Impossible to put down.
