Kit had not been expecting the recited list of names. While most people knew the story of the Ripper, very few could pull the facts up as quickly as Mona just had. Under any other circumstance, it would have been impressive. Hearing the names of the victims, some of whom he had known personally, hammered home that the events of the previous few days had indeed happened and that he was tasked with attempting to explain what had happened.
"He isn't alive," Kit said quickly, taking note of the fear on Mona's face. "He hasn't been for over a century. But his spirit, well, that was another matter."
Taking a deep breath that he didn't need to take, Kit thought on his words for several moments before launching into the story. "I'm not sure what prompted him to return. Maybe it was the amount of energy the Cirque has, or enough time had passed for him to grow powerful enough. Whatever it was, it gave his spirit the ability to possess the bodies of others. Whenever he did that, the person who he possessed had no idea. They were left with chunks of missing time and no recollection of what had happened save the stories of others and the bodies of the girls."
With an almost helpless shrug, Kit finally glanced away from Mona's face and instead loooked down at his hands. The hands that had killed Natalia. "The murders of 1888 were recreated," he said quietly. "The Ripper targeted women as he did back then. Each of the missing girls from the Cirque died in the same ways as Mary Ann, Annie, Lizzie, Catherine, and Mary Jane. Maybe not exactly but just as violently and horribly."