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My family starts to unravel the day I can hear my mother's thoughts. It begins as a silent scream in my head, a thought that isn't mine. 'My youngest daughter's boyfriend is a fugitive! I have to keep them apart!' The second I hear it, I order my sister to break up with him. But that night, she elopes. They die in a fiery car crash on the highway, killed instantly. As I am reeling from the loss, another one of her thoughts slices through my grief. 'Run, sweetheart! Your husband is trying to kill you! Don't drink that soup!' My head snaps up. My husband is walking toward me, holding a steaming bowl of the "pregnancy-nourishing" soup he's made just for me. Terrified, I flee to my best friend's house and immediately start divorce proceedings. But as soon as I feel a flicker of safety, my mother's inner voice grows even more frantic. 'You foolish girl, you ran to the wrong place! Your 'best friend' is the one he's cheating with! It was her idea all along!' My world is spinning. I bolt out of the house and sprint towards the police station, my only hope. Just then, her voice screams in my head. 'The alley! On your right! Duck in there now! Your husband is right behind you with a knife! Run!' Without a second thought, I veer into the dark, narrow alleyway. But the man I run into, lurking in the shadows, isn't my husband. It is the Rainy Night Ripper, the serial killer who's been terrorizing the city. I have stumbled right into his trap. He kills me slowly. And when I open my eyes again, I am right back where it all starts: the very first day I can hear my mother's thoughts.