I realized I'm adopted.

my dad was a serial killer.. but how? (historical version)

As days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months, Mom, Lucas, and Thomas found themselves settling into a comfortable routine in Thomas's house. The initial shock of the events that had brought them together had started to fade, replaced by a sense of camaraderie and shared purpose. They helped each other heal from the trauma they had experienced, leaning on one another for support and strength.

But as they sat around the dinner table one evening, a heavy silence hung in the air. Lucas fidgeted with his fork, his brow furrowed in thought. Finally, he spoke up, voicing the question that had been weighing on all of their minds.

"How is it possible that my biological dad was a serial killer?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. "He was kind, gentle, generous...I just don't understand."

Mom reached out a hand to squeeze his, offering him a reassuring smile. "Sometimes, the people we think we know the best turn out to be strangers," she said softly. "But we can't let his actions define who you are, Lucas. You are your own person, separate from him."

Thomas nodded in agreement, his expression grave. "I've been thinking about this too," he admitted. "I wonder if this all started with someone else, someone who influenced him to become the person he was."

The three of them fell into a deep discussion, exploring various possibilities and theories. Could Lucas's biological dad have been inspired by infamous serial killers like Jeffrey Dahmer or Billy Loomis? Or was there someone else, lurking in the shadows, pulling the strings behind the scenes?

As they delved deeper into the mystery, they began to uncover unsettling connections and parallels to historical events. The house they lived in, once a sanctuary, now seemed to hold secrets and hidden truths waiting to be revealed. The walls whispered of past tragedies and forgotten sins, urging them to seek out the answers they sought.

One evening, while searching through the attic for old family photos, Lucas stumbled upon a dusty journal hidden away in a forgotten corner. As he flipped through the yellowed pages, his heart pounded in his chest. The journal belonged to his biological dad, chronicling his thoughts and experiences in chilling detail.

Reading through the journal, Lucas came face to face with the darkness that had consumed his father, plunging him into a world of violence and madness. The entries spoke of a man haunted by his past, tormented by demons that drove him to commit unspeakable acts of cruelty.

Shaken to his core, Lucas shared his discovery with Mom and Thomas, the weight of the revelations weighing heavily on all of them. They realized that the answers they sought lay within the twisted mind of a killer, a man who had once been just like them before succumbing to the darkness within.

Determined to uncover the truth, they embarked on a journey into the heart of darkness, following a trail of clues and breadcrumbs left behind by Lucas's biological dad. Each step brought them closer to the truth, unraveling a web of deceit and betrayal that spanned generations.

In the end, they confronted the dark legacy that had haunted them, facing their fears head-on and emerging stronger for it. Together, they stood united against the forces of evil, determined to break free from the cycle of violence and destruction that had threatened to consume them.

As they watched the sunrise on a new day, bathed in the warm glow of hope and redemption, Mom, Lucas, and Thomas knew that they had found a new beginning. In each other, they had found family, love, and the courage to overcome the darkness that had once shadowed their lives.

And as they walked hand in hand into the future, they carried with them the lessons of the past, guided by the light of friendship and the promise of a brighter tomorrow. In the end, they had found not just a house, but a home—a sanctuary of the soul where they could heal, grow, and thrive, free from the ghosts of the past.