Haunting-Adeline

Chapter 33
The Manipulator
he light from the T.V. blares across the dark room as the news
reporter’s voice rings out.
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“…The murders of the four government officials are s ll under
inves ga on. The autopsy reports have been released to the public,
revealing extreme torture before the men had died.”
A mugshot of a girl is pictured on the screen. She’s a pre y girl, with
plain brown hair and brown eyes. The unse ling part is the look in her
eyes. A single glance is all it takes to know that she’s clearly unstable.
She was the broken doll I saw ea ng at the fair.
And she was in Annie’s Playhouse that night. Hiding in the walls and
watching every guest that came through. At one point, she looked at me
and probably made a decision on whether she was going to kill me or not.
I shudder, knowing how close I could’ve come to death that night.
Snatching up the remote, I click off the T.V., shaking as I throw the
remote back on the couch.
The asshole fucked me and then went and murdered a bunch of men
with a psycho c chick.
Mark fucking Seinburg is one of the men, along with three other
government officials I had met while standing in line for Annie’s Playhouse.
He had said he had business to take care of with a psycho chick, and for
some reason, him going off to murder people was the last thing I had
expected.
Stupid. That’s what he does, Addie. Murder people.
The fear and anxiety are overwhelming. I knew he killed people. Arch's
hands showing up on my doorstep was proof of that. His en re family
being wiped out…
I knew he was a murderer. He admi ed it. But somehow, seeing his
heinous crimes broadcasted on live television is eye-opening. He murdered