What if your hometown suddenly became the setting for an unthinkable horror?
In the fall of 2010, Vrayboro, Texas, was just another small town. It was nestled deep in the Piney Woods. Families knew one another, businesses thrived, and life had a comforting predictability.
But then, everything changed when three teenagers—Sebastian Ward, Mary Bell, and Fred McCarthy—vanished without a trace. What began as a desperate search for missing children soon turned into a descent into madness and horror for which Vrayboro was not ready.
It became the hunting ground for a dark and twisted force!
Diana Dirkby’s Three Kidnapped, Three Siblings, Three Furies takes us into the heart of this nightmare. It is a story where Greek mythology meets modern horror in a chilling dance of punishment and vengeance that will chill your blood.
From the moment the teens disappeared, the town’s facade of normality gave way and revealed the deep fractures beneath. The families of the victims—once pillars of the community—become consumed with terror, paranoia, and a thirst for answers.
But the answers, when they arrived, were more terrifying than anyone could have predicted.
The first sign that something was horribly wrong came in the form of a package left silently on the doorsteps of the Ward, Bell, and McCarthy homes. Despite looking like a normal everyday parcel, what they saw inside was no less than a nightmare. Ward, Bell, and McCarthy found a real—the severed tongues of their children, accompanied by an ominous note:
“Without their tongue, they cannot lie, nor can they hurt others with their words.”
The brutality of this message was impossible to ignore as the kidnappers were not just holding the teens—they were enacting a punishment. But for what crime? And by whose judgment or orders?
As the investigation deepens, Isabel Morse, a scholar of Greek mythology living with schizophrenia, begins to see a pattern in these kidnappings. The punishments inflicted on the teens echo the ancient retributions of the Three Furies, mythological figures who sought justice for crimes within families.
Isabel realizes this is no random act of violence. It is a ritual, a reckoning.
Could this be? But why?
The town of Vrayboro transforms from a sleepy, close-knit community into a stage for fear and suspicion as families start to keep their children close, avoiding the woods that now seem alive with unseen eyes. The police scrambled for answers with no luck. And, if, by any chance, there was any lead, it further jeopardized the case. The more they investigated, the more they uncovered secrets that should have remained buried.
What were Sebastian, Mary, and Fred hiding? Could the sins of the past be the key to their torment?
As the days passed, the horror only deepened. Another package arrived, another gruesome message—this time, the teenagers’ severed hands. The note reads:
“Their hands won’t be able to gesture, they will remain misunderstood, they will remain harmless, no one will ever get hurt by their touch.”
At this point, it was clear that the kidnappers had no intention of releasing their captives unharmed—if they ever did. Every message, every brutal act, is carefully orchestrated.
But by whom? And why?
When you read this book, you will be flabbergasted by how brilliantly it is written. Every page, every chapter, and every detail points out a secret that will only complicate this story. Diana Dirkby masterfully blends psychological horror with mythological terror that will keep you on the edge of your seats as you try to unravel the mystery.
But can you and Isabel be able to solve it before it’s too late?
With each turn of the page, the line between ancient legend and modern crime blurs, leaving you wondering what is real and what is destiny. So, brace yourself because, in Vrayboro, the past is never forgotten, and the sins of the guilty are punished in the most brutal ways.
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