Chapter 13: Being Stalked

Being stalked.

Now I lost my hope of having a normal life for a while as I became the only witness of a serial murder case.

I had a nightmare when I reached my home that day. In the nightmare, I saw myself as a child. I was playing in our old house. I was in my room that was as huge as our current house. My room was painted pink. I had a huge shelf filled with toys. I had my own separate playing area as well. I was playing inside my room, when my father knocked at my door and told me that Brent was here to play with me. I jumped with joy and ran outward in order to meet Brent. I had never seen the childhood images of Mr Brent before but in my dream I saw the child version of him. He was sitting in the drawing room and was waiting for me. When