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Lurking in the Shadows

Lurking in the Shadows

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Paranormal
New Hope Orphanage. It was supposed to be a safe place for children waiting for a family to love them. They were entrusted in the care of the matrons, older women who were expected to care for them and love them. What happened instead was horrifying. Nick Murray and his family aren't normal. They don't live in the suburbs, they don't own an SUV, and they just moved into an old orphanage. In the long hallways and the dusty rooms, Nick realizes that they aren't alone. Something lurks in the shadows, watching, invading his dreams, taunting him. With the rest of his family oblivious to the sinister nature of their new home, and his life being threatened, Nick must take matters in his own hands.
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(Prequel to Clair de Lune) "We're born to believe the opposite of different is normal, and vice versa. Well, I'm the opposite of both." I lost my parents just before my fifteenth birthday. The circumstances were deemed accidental and it was swept under the rug. Truth is, someone covered up the whole situation and I was sent somewhere I knew no one would find me. I was swept under the rug too. Critter Ridge Orphanage is an old building placed in the pines somewhere in the state of New Jersey, run by a kindly woman and housing a family of others like me. Boys and girls all different in their own aspects. They didn't like me and I didn't like them, which was fine. Miss Huld, the owner, seemed to like me enough and that was all I needed. Things changed, though. They found a dead body on our property and everyone scrambled to lock the doors and bar the windows. The normal kids at school all started to edge away from us, from me in particular. They called us witches and devil worshippers. They were scared they might be next. I couldn't keep my nose out of where it didn't belong and then everyone was involved in the mystery. There's ghosts around every corner in this house, and if we don't figure out what's wrong here, we might just become the next ones.

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