The House on The Hill

A Sudden Turn

Everything was falling into place for me. I was working hard, making new friends, and finding a new purpose in life. But just when I thought I had finally left my past behind, a dark cloud appeared on the horizon.

It started with a phone call from an unknown number. When I answered, a deep, gravelly voice said two words that sent shivers down my spine: "I remember."

At first, I didn't know what to make of it. But then I started receiving notes in the mail, in my mailbox, on my doorstep. They were always the same: "I remember."

I tried to ignore them at first, but they kept coming. They were like a disease, infecting every part of my life. I stopped sleeping, stopped eating, stopped trusting anyone.

Then one night, I was walking home from work when I felt someone watching me. I turned around, but no one was there. And then I felt a hand grab me from behind.

I screamed and struggled, but the man was too strong. He dragged me into an alley and pushed me against a wall.

It was then that I saw his face for the first time. It was a face I recognized all too well. It was one of the men who had put me in prison.

He grinned at me, and I could feel the darkness radiating from him. "Did you really think you could escape from us forever?" he said, his voice dripping with malice.

And then he was on me, his hands