The Tower

ch 4

The memory is of a bathroom a bathtub lays in the centre. The dude uses the toilet washes his hands.

Then he stares at himself in the mirror. His eyes stare right at me. Like he can see me.

Thinking that's impossible, possible right whatever. I approach cautiously with hands out.

The dude turns to face me. His eyes green white skin tall muscular slim body bold of head young maybe twenty.

The silence is awkward as fuck. Saying "hi what's up is this your memory it's so real what's your name I won't hurt you my name is casia".

The dude strip's showing his naked body. His cock thick long juicy. I lick my lips flirty biting my lower, bottom lip.

He approaches the tub. His clothes left behind. He slides in the tub. Then someone comes out of no where.

And pushes his head down in the water drowning him. He struggles with the suspect.

The suspect looks at me smirk on face no eyes just pits. It shows me there teeth which look razor sharp.

Then says "hi Casia BOO. You should run now hide now. Because it's your time to die. Bwahahaha".

As the memory fades back to reality. My head feels like it's buzzing. But my vision came back no more blurs for now.

Feeling the tight grip on my wrist release. I keep searching in the tub. But nothing that freaking pervy lied.

About to leave the room. When I hear that same laughter from the dudes  memory.