A small group of high schoolers accidentally discover a government conspiracy, another dimension, and vengeful ghosts their junior year. When their plans go awry, it leaves only one of them standing. Jay runs away from his problems and finds himself in a gang for 3 years until he's finally willing to accept facts and go home to put an end to it all and prevent more people from getting hurt. (This story is one I'm currently working on a manuscript for publishing with...I have this super expanded and thought out already so feel free to ask about literally any element of it. No one in this story is fucking cishet and you can't stop me.)