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“Kelsey Resh,” the rabbit said.
Kelsey looked around nervously. Michael was tied to the chair in the back corner of the room. Next to him on a table, was a plate with a chicken drumstick and a can of soda.
In front of him, the rabbit costume of Afton smiled. Detective Larson had one glowing purple eye, one regular blue. Kelsey took a defensive stance.
“Kelsey,” the rabbit repeated. “Don’t pretend you don’t know me. I killed Andrew. You know his pain. I caused that.”
Kelsey took a step back, desperately looking for a weapon.
“Don’t you resent him? Don’t you hate Devon for causing this?”
It wasn’t his fault, Kelsey told himself. He didn’t know.
“I know what you do in your free time. Michael told me all about it.” The rabbit looked over at Mike. “How many times did you lead them there? Five? Six? And you did how many each time?”
“Two,” Kelsey muttered. He felt ashamed. “I took two each time.”
“How many times?” The rabbit repeated.
“Six or seven,” Kelsey looked away from Mike. He knew he would be upset.
“You're no better than me,” Afton informed him. “You killed fourteen teens from your school–plus Devon, so fifteen.”
“What do you want!” Kelsey shouted.
“Join me, Kelsey. You can kill all you want. Didn’t you enjoy hacking up bodies and hiding them in the ground outside the pizzeria?”
“I cooked one once,” Kelsey added. “I didn’t eat it though.”
Even Afton looked horrified by that. “Well? Was it fun? Did you like the feeling of blood on your face?”
Kelsey nodded weakly. He couldn’t help but admit he liked what William was selling.
“Kells!”
He looked up. Alec and the Stitchwraith clamored down the stairs. Andrew and Jake were already giving Afton the stink eye.
“Alexander Carter,” Afton smirked. “You killed Lonely Freddy because he stole your body. And while you were at it you killed your parents and almost killed your sister. Was it fun?”
“Don’t listen to him!” Jake shouted to Alec. “He’s trying to get in your head!”
“Oh really?” The rabbit directed his attention to the kids. “And answer me this, how many people have you killed? Both of you?”
“Ten,” Andrew said angrily.
“Nine… I think...” Jake said solemnly. Everyone looked at him. Even Andrew couldn’t believe it was that high. He was just some sweet little cancer patient. He wouldn’t hurt a fly.
“You aren’t as innocent as you appear, Jake McNally.”
“Jake, don’t listen to him!” Andrew grabbed him. “You are the most precious, innocent, adorable kid I know.” The boys hugged.
“You can’t be serious,” Afton butted in. “You’re both killers. Monsters. The exact things your parents warned you about when you were toddlers.”
“Shut up,” Andrew demanded. Afton didn’t listen.
“Join me, and you can finally play the role of the monster. The role you were born to play.”
Kelsey couldn’t help but notice the boy’s eyes flickering purple. Were they considering it, or was Afton just getting in their heads? Kelsey didn’t want to admit it, but he was considering it too. He couldn’t help but remember the feeling of blood on his hands. The ax in his grip as he cut up a classmate.
Larson’s eyes were completely purple. Kelsey remembered what Jake told him. “He had a purple scar, after we fought the trash rabbit.” Maybe Afton already had a hold on him.
Michael let out an ear-bleeding scream. Kelsey looked over.
He was crying. He was looking down at where his stomach would be. Kelsey could tell he was in a lot of pain. Agonized pain… Agony like the stuff Kelsey had flowing through him, and Andrew radiated.
“Michael!” The rabbit ran over to him. He grabbed his son’s face and forced eye contact. “What’s going on?”
“Pain…” Michael whispered. “So much pain…”
“What do you mean! What’s going on!”
Michael looked away from him. “D-dad. Do you care about me?”
The rabbit nodded.
“Then let me go home.”
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