Cult Classic
Nothing is as it seems.
Nothing is as it seems.
Sixteen-year-old Emery Adler's best friend, Jack, disappears in their small town of Dent.
In the drama of 90's high school, parties, school dances, and unspeakable rumors, Emery attempts to find her missing friend whilst falling in love with her only suspect, Will Jameson. Together they will discover the dark secrets under the towns placid surface.
In small towns, everyone knows everything about everybody. Dent is just as the saying goes, suburban but isolated from the rest of the world, the sleepy coastal town is all Emery has ever known. Her father, like most others, works for the Pill Manufactory, Nepenthe, making 'The Pill'. Seasick, cold, headache, cramps? Take the pill. The all-perfect cure in the picture-perfect town.
Like any small community everybody attends church. However, this church, a solid white structure atop a hill, is different from any other in the world. It preaches submission to one woman, the pastor, Will Jamesons mother. She is the orchestrator of the town. The woman behind the curtain. Abusive to her son and adulterous in her marriage, the misconduct of the church is only the tip of a blood-stained iceberg.
When less than thirty kids are in a graduating class, it becomes a tight nit community. If you're not in, you're out. Emery Adler just got in, a cheerleader attending all the hottest parties and getting attention from the star football player, Ambrose, Emery has to fight tooth and nail to keep her spot against her competitive frenemies. When her best friend goes missing and she becomes entranced by the school's bad news, Will Jameson, what will become of her precious reputation?
All her life Emery was ignored, she had her best friend Jack and no one else. But now he's gone, and the click she's longed for forever has swooped in like hawks. Emery must wrestle with her own conscience as she fears she's going insane. Her newfound love for the town's pariah sends her reeling almost as much as her best friend's death.
Will doesn't go to school much; he goes to church even less despite the cigarettes put out on his hand and the bruises on his cheek as a result of it. He's never cared much for anyone in town, but when he comes up close to the fire burning in her questions, he is all at once intrigued. Maybe he can save just one other person from the hell of this town.
Emery's mother, much like her child, has been grasping for the inner sanctum of the town to no avail all her life. But so close now, with her husband's promotion at Nepenthe, she won't let anything stand in the way of her family being favored. Not even her own daughter.
Meryl Jameson, the pastor of the town's church and pillar of the community is a model wife and mother. But behind closed doors her sickness spreads to her family, her husband's rumored corruption and her son's rebellion against any institution, at all plague her mind more than anything. As more and more people attempt to leave her town more and more people wind up dead.
Ambrose has always gotten what he set out to. Whether that's because of his dad being the Sherriff, or his face and manners being pleasing, he knows and cares not. But when his latest conquest, Emery Adler, proves to be a more difficult challenge to woo, Ambrose finds himself eye to eye with the boy the whole town despises.
Jess has waited her whole life to be noticed. Prone to jealousy and desperate to fit in, even the way she speaks is contrived and contorted. Finally, everything is going her way, just in time for her closest friend, Emery, to swoop in and destroy it. Ambrose has always been the prize, now Emery is the problem.
He cups Emery’s face in his hand and forces her eyes to his. She breathes sporadically, and drops into his chest, crying. He envelopes her in a tight hug, His bloody hands smear her clothing red.
Suddenly they are bathed in the red and blue light of sirens, and the street around them is overrun with cars. Two belonging to the police but four more civilian cars, with recognizable citizens inside swarm them. They all slow to a stop around the bloody scene.
Emery gasps and Will pulls her to the right and down an alleyway as the cops exit their cars, guns drawn. They shoot after them but find only air. They get back into their cars, and all the spectators back out of the street, and race to the right cutting them off.
Will and Emery sprint down the street, and soon the cars are hot on their tails. Will holds onto Emerys hand, and they swerve left, onto another neighborhood street. This street however ends in cliff, and Emery and Will toe the edge, frantically. The cars race down the street towards them.
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