I think I’ve got him now. I’ve
narrowed down who he’s after next to the local elementary school. I guess I was
right when I thought the bastard liked kids.
I haven’t been sleeping well. I
can’t close my eyes without thinking of how he’s killed everyone I love. Bodies
ripped apart and strewn across the forest floor. Empty eyes in lonely heads the
only recognizable thing left. I can’t sleep with that haunting my subconscious.
I’ve been wandering the woods
instead. Testing him. Daring him to come after me.
I doubt he will.
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