Chapter 4

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The father's concern deepened as his daughter's visions escalated.

One night, she woke up screaming.

"Daddy, he's in my room!" she cried.

The father rushed to her side, but saw no one.

"What did you see?" he asked, trying to calm her.

"The driver. He was standing next to my bed. His eyes were black. And he whispered, 'Soon'."

The father's skin crawled.

The next day, the visions continued.

At school, she drew a picture of the van, with flames engulfing it.

At home, she scribbled "Get away" on the mirror.

Her words became laced with an unsettling urgency.

"Daddy, we have to leave. He's coming."

The father felt trapped in a nightmare.

He began questioning his own reality.

Were they in danger, or was his daughter's mind unraveling?

One evening, as they walked home from the park, his daughter froze.

"The van," she whispered, pointing down the street.

The father spun around, but saw nothing.

Then, a faint hum echoed through the air.

A black van emerged from the fog.

The driver's grin gleamed in the rearview mirror.

The father's heart stopped.

This time, it was real.

To be continued...

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