Kani: the killer

Kani: the killer

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WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Thu, Oct 27, 2022<5 mins
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Horror
"I swear to you it wasnt me. it was the jeep. I got it from some shady used car dealership and got a good deal. I needed a car to get to work." " you can't expect us to believe that." "there was something about the jeep it is like it was calling me to it, but officer I swear to you I didn't do it. it has like this- this own mind of its own." " I've only seen one other case with this 30 years ago."
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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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