When I woke up, I questioned myself, who am I? Then everything came back to me. Who I was, how I'd ended up here and everything.
Everything was till black. I then realized that my eyes were still closed and tried to open them. The moment I did, I felt this heavy... thing trying to keep my eyes closed. At first I thought that whoever I was with was trying to keep my eyes closed. Immediately, Victoria popped up in my head. She had put me in the condition I was in. She had put me where I was, which only God knew.
No, I thought, pushing Victoria out of my head, I need to focus on opening my eyes.
I tried again but I felt the same heavy force trying to keep my eyes closed though after some time, I realized that no one was trying to keep my eyes closed. The feeling wasn't of someone's hand. I was not being touched by anyone or anything. It was me. My eyes. My eyelids were themselves so heavy, that I couldn't lift them. Finally, I tried to push as hard as I could. With the force and pressure applied, I finally opened them a bit. Everything was a blur but familiar to me. I saw the familiar lights, the familiar wall colour and the familiar bed. I then realized that I was in the hospital. I was in the same room I had been in after the fire and after the brick-accident. As my eyesight came into focus, so did my hearing.
"She's awake!" I heard a voice, Hanna, say.
"Please step back, miss," I heard a stern voice, probably a doctor, say. His voice was full of authority, "She's alright now. I suppose you might want a moment alone. I'll be back but please don't touch her." After that, he left.
"What happened?" I asked. I thought that I had yelled and said that but actually, I had just muttered a few words and they hadn't heard it. Only then I realized how weak I actually was.
"I think she said something," Claire said. I was so glad that she had noticed my effort, "I thinks she's asking what happened?" I wanted to hug Claire but obviously, being in the condition I was, I couldn't.
"The plan didn't work properly," Hanna said, "when we were going out of the shop, someone threw an umbrella shaft at you."
I tried to yell as loudly as I could but they probably heard me say, "Is... it... Victoria? Oh... Did.. we... get... video?" Hanna looked at Miranda worriedly.
"The thing is," Miranda said, "that Claire followed Victoria and reached Victoria's house but the shaft still was thrown at you."
"I don't understand." I said. I said it loud enough that they could finally hear me.
"None of us think that Victoria is the killer. Someone else is but we have no clue who the person could be."
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Shadow Killer
Детектив / ТриллерEver felt like someone's stalking you? Ever felt like whatever bad is happening to you is unnatural, as if supernatural powers are behind the happenings? This is Alex's story and she's about to tell you what happens when a fire burns down her house...
