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The landlord had no objections and simply pulled out the keys she carried with her.The room was small. There was only one bedroom, a living room, a kitchen, and a bathroom, but it had everything it needed.Hot water was still running on the stove, evidence that Veren had left in a hurry.We stepped into the bedroom and found a card on the desk, still unfinished.It was clear she had been drawing a boy entering the moon through a Magic Door, and it was meant for Justin.Officer Wayne took a photo of the card, then put on his gloves and carefully placed it into a sealed evidence bag.After a preliminary inspection, he said to us, “Although the evidence isn’t enough to directly label Veren as the culprit, we can trace her real identity through the public records system and issue a warrant for her arrest.”We believed that once Veren was found, the truth would finally come to light.A month later, the police finally tracked down Veren, who had gone into hiding under yet another al
The Kindergarten Teacher Who Doesn’t Exist Chapter 7
What on earth was going on?I looked at Miss Zinn. “When the kids register for kindergarten, don’t they have to show proof of residency?”Miss Zinn gave an awkward smile. “Yes, but I wasn’t in charge of registrations.”“Right. The phone number,” I motioned for her to give the police Veren’s grandmother’s number.The address might have been fake, but the phone number surely could not be false. If we could trace Mrs. Jones through her number, everything would fall into place.Yet once again, the situation became impossible.The officer shook his head. “I am sorry. That number’s a burner, completely untraceable.”We were rendered speechless.Could it be that Veren and her grandmother had simply vanished?Taken to the moon by Miss Never, leaving no trace of their existence behind?The stranger the events became, the more certain I was that Miss Never had some connection to Veren.So, we had to use the most basic, old-fashioned method.We found the lead investigator on Alice’s
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How could this be?My eyes went wide in shock, unable to believe it.Miss Zinn’s eyes were full of guilt. “I told you, there is no way a child could have done this. We nearly accused a five-year-old for no reason.”At that moment, I did not know what to say.Could I have been wrong all along?After some discussion, Miss Zinn and I set up a separate group chat, adding the parents whose children had not yet been affected Mrs. Sherman and Mr. Clark.Mrs. Sherman asked: [Why another group?]Mr. Clark: [Huh? There is one person missing. Why isn’t Mrs. Jones in this chat?]Miss Zinn typed solemnly: [I am so sorry. I just received news—Veren has died in an accident. At the same time, Justin’s mom found a small card given by Miss Never on Justin. Please, check your children carefully for any suspicious cards.]Mrs. Sherman replied: [This is terrifying… and it’s only the second day?]Mr. Clark asked: [I checked my son—no cards. Whoever is behind this is truly evil. How many kids does
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Miss Zinn arrived at my house not long after.I laid the card Justin had given me flat on the table.“Miss Zinn, can you see anything unusual about this?”She shook her head. “I can tell it was probably drawn by this mysterious Miss Never too, but beyond that, nothing.”I pointed at the photo of Alice’s card on my phone. “Miss Zinn, look closely. A left-hander very clearly drew Justin’s card.”“Left-handed?” Miss Zinn squinted at it for a long while, then finally nodded. “You’re right. But none of our teachers are left-handed.”I put on a faint smile. “Not the teachers, no. But what about the kids?”“The kids?” Miss Zinn looked genuinely startled. “That’s impossible. The police already determined this wasn’t something a child could have drawn.”“There are always exceptions,” I said evenly, “Alice’s name is simple, so you cannot tell, but the way the J in Justin’s name hooks backward and the s leans left. It is obvious the writer favors their left hand.”I did not know how many
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With those words, the entire chat seemed to sink under a suffocating weight.Mrs. Sherman wrote: [My son came home today and smashed the TV, saying he had to find some kind of time machine.]Mr. Clark added: [That’s nothing. At least yours is just clueless. You did not see my boy. He has gone completely off the rails. He drew a door on the wall with crayons, then kept banging his head against it! Said Miss Never gave him a Magic Door, and if he broke through, he could reach the moon. It scared me half to death!]Mrs. Jones chimed in: [Your kids are clearly possessed. Let us come over and cleanse them. Three-visit package, twenty percent discount!]I asked Mrs. Jones out of curiosity: [Mrs. Jones, is little Veren acting strange too?]Veren’s grandmother, Mrs. Jones, answered: [That child is a loner. All she ever does is draw, draw, and draw. What trouble could that cause?] Then, she attached a photo.Mrs. Sherman wrote: [That is exactly the kind of kid you need to watch. The more
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My palms went cold.It was because I was certain that there was no one around us.I drew a long, steady breath and gripped my son’s shoulders.Carefully, almost pleadingly, I asked, “Justin, tell Mommy—when you said Alice finished her task and Miss Never took her to the moon, what exactly did you mean?”Justin came to his senses and his gaze flickered nervously. “Mom, I promised Miss Never. I am not allowed to tell you.”I knew forcing him would backfire, so I crouched down, gently brushing a hand over his hair. “Then how about this—when Miss Never leaves, you can tell Mommy. All right?”He hesitated for a moment.I decided to tug at his heartstrings. “Justin, didn’t you say the person you love most in this whole world is Mommy? Do you really want to keep secrets from me?”He thought it over, then darted a glance toward the corner beside me. It was as though he was making sure the Miss Never he spoke of had truly left.Only then did he lean close and whispered, “Mommy, I can t
