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I Came Back to Make the Music Box Kill You Chapter 9
Six months later. Sunshine Orphanage.I crouched down and tied the ribbon in Raine’s hair.She wore a brand-new floral dress, her cheeks rosy, her right hand now fitted with delicate, responsive prosthetic fingers.“Miss Shaw, can I really play the piano today?” she asked, tilting her face up at me, her eyes bright.“Of course.” I took her hand. “You’ve practiced for so long. It’s time everyone heard you.”The auditorium was filled with children.In the front row sat a few special guests—Randy, who had handled Fleur’s case, and Iris, Daniel’s daughter, who had flown back from overseas.Raine sat at the piano, took a deep breath, and placed her fingers on the keys.“Für Elise” flowed out—this time, the original version, bright and lively.The children swayed gently to the rhythm. A little girl with pigtails even stood up and spun in a circle.I looked out the window. The sunlight was just right.On the day the trial ended, Fleur had been sentenced to life. In court, she suddenly broke
I Came Back to Make the Music Box Kill You Chapter 8
She wasn’t dead!?At the police station, I laid out all the evidence on the table.“This is Fleur’s confession recording. These are the lab data, and the experiment records from twenty years ago.”The officer in charge of the case, Randy Chew, flipped through the files, his frown deepening. “This is enough to open a case.”“I have more.” I pulled up the last video on my phone.On the screen, Michael stood beside Raine’s hospital bed, injecting an unknown substance into her IV.“I filmed last night,” I said, my voice cold. “He was trying to silence her.”Randy shot to his feet. “Arrest Michael Lane immediately!”When I stepped out of the station, the sunlight was blinding. My phone rang.It was an unknown number.“Miss Shaw.” Michael’s voice slithered through the line. “Let’s make a deal.”“You’re not in a position to bargain.” I let out a soft laugh.“I have Raine.” His breathing was rough. “Trade the USB drive for her life.”I hung up without a word and forwarded the number to Randy.
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I took a step back, my spine hitting the cold wall.The man standing in front of me, the one calling himself Michael Lane. had a scar at the corner of his eye. He looked exactly like the one in the case file photo.“You didn’t die.” I tightened my grip on the recorder in my pocket.He smiled, baring unnaturally white teeth. “Give me the recording, and I might let you join the experiment.”“Like you did with your daughter?” I let out a cold laugh. “Drive her insane, then push her off a building?”Michael’s expression twisted. “She had it coming! If she hadn’t secretly copied the data…”Footsteps echoed from the far end of the corridor.He lunged, one hand clamping around my throat while the other reached into my pocket.I drove my knee hard into his groin. As his grip loosened, I shoved him away and bolted.“Stop her!” he barked.Two men in security uniforms closed in from both sides. I sprinted into the elevator, jamming the close button again and again.A gloved hand suddenly wedged
I Came Back to Make the Music Box Kill You Chapter 6
Fleur didn’t die.By the time the ambulance arrived, she was hanging from a third-floor AC unit, her right leg twisted at an unnatural angle.I stood among the onlookers, watching as they lifted her onto a stretcher.She suddenly opened her eyes and stared straight at me, a strange smile curling across her lips.She was faking it.Three days later, I went to the hospital to “visit” her.The door to her room was slightly ajar. I heard her on the phone. “...the files need to be destroyed… yes, especially the records from 1998 to 2003…”I pushed the door open.Fleur hung up in a panic. Her leg was suspended in a cast, but the malice on her face hadn’t had time to fade.“What are you doing here?” Her voice was hoarse.I set the fruit basket down and, smiling, pressed play on my phone. Her call from moments ago filled the room.Her face drained of color. “You…”“I think the police will be very interested.” I turned the phone idly in my hand. “Especially in those ‘accidental deaths’ at the o
I Came Back to Make the Music Box Kill You Chapter 5
I stared at the music box winding itself and let out a cold laugh.Fleur had escaped, but she’d forgotten one thing.This time, I was the one setting the pace.I picked up the box and headed straight for the psychology lab. The door was locked, but I remembered Fleur always hid the key under the flowerpot.Sure enough.I pushed the door open. The workbench was cluttered with papers. I grabbed the top notebook and flipped it open.My eyes widened.“Experiment Log:“Subjects: Children from Sunshine Orphanage“Frequency: 18.9 Hz + distorted ‘Für Elise’“Result: 87% exhibited suicidal tendencies.”On the last page, my photo was taped in place. Next to it: “Next subject.”“So it was you.” I clenched my fist.My phone lit up. It was a message from Fleur: “The game has just begun.”I dialed her immediately. “Fleur, how did your sister die?”There was silence. Her breathing faltered.“You… how do you know about Yuki?”“Mr. Warren told me some interesting things.” I pushed further. “Like how
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And the girl who had died twenty years ago was very likely related to her by blood.Raine jumped.The moment Fleur rushed into the hospital, that small figure fell from the second-floor window.A dull thud.Then silence.I stood beside the spreading pool of blood, the music box still playing in my hands. The warped melody coiled into my ears like a venomous snake, impossible to shut out no matter what I did.Fleur collapsed to the ground, her lips trembling. “It’s not my fault… it acted on its own…”The police quickly sealed off the scene. A young officer took the music box from my hands. “We’ll need to take this in as evidence.”The moment it left my grasp, the melody cut off.In the hospital corridor, Alex gripped my arm, trembling. “Twenty years ago… it was the same…”“Who was Yuki?” I asked quietly.His gaze turned distant. “She… she was Miss Lane’s younger sister…”“Which Miss Lane?”“She’s…” His eyes suddenly widened. “The music box!”He pointed down the corridor. The young off
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