I don't feel safe out. Like any moment he would pop out of the nearest dark and torture me in the worst way.
"How many", I asked the cashier.
"20 and a half"
I handed her the money and strided out holding the bags of groceries with my head down and the long strands of my fake hair masking my face from surrounding.
I hit someone on my way out. I looked up, quietly mumbled a 'sorry' and then went on.
The figure looked familiar. It was like I've seen him a long ago. The debate proceeded slowly at the back of my head till it clicked.
My eyes widened and I stopped dead in my track.
I whirled but couldn't spot him anywhere.
It was the same man from Ian mension who checked me out and smirked at me!
No
No
No
It can't be real!
It is a coincidence. Right?
Yes, yes it is.
I calmed down my rapid heart pace.
I need to get back to my room.
I quickened my pace.
🕯🕯🕯🕯🕯🕯🕯🕯🕯🕯🕯🕯🕯🕯🕯
I unlocked the front door and pushed it. It opened with the familiar 'creak' noise.
Going in, I took off my lenses. They could get really irritating sometimes.
My hands wandered over the wall searching the switch. I turned it ON and threw the items carelessly over the counters that were attached to the same single room.