“Well, hello,” a voice from behind us called out. Emi came toward us. “What’s going on here?” “I was just showing Kansas my bat flower. What are you up to?” She pointed behind her. “Me and the girls are about to head to the set and I wanted to check on my pumpkins.” “Set?” Kansas asked, and my mood instantly fell. Emi crossed her arms and nodded. “Yeah, we’re all going to be extras in that documentary about the Sinister Minister. You know, that creepy cult guy that killed all those people ten years ago.” “I know who he is.” Kansas’s eyes darkened and his body stiffened beside me. I could
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