I woke up next morning and checked my watch, 3:33, as quiet as I could so I wouldn't wake Sam up; I got up and got dressed. I glanced at her; I noticed a red spot on the sheets. "Huh, so I was her first" I whispered to myself. I wrote her a note saying that I was going out and I'd be back at around 3:00. I grabbed the car keys, and left.
My watch said it was 11:03; I was looking for a house to buy. Well, I was actually looking for a certain house, the one from that time; the one from when I came back from the dead. I remember there being a mark in that house after that thing disappeared, that mark held the object that every ounce of my hatred was aimed at, as well as my father's body and soul. I don't know how I knew it, I just did.
I slowed down as I almost passed the house I was looking for. I noticed the infamous "For Sale" sign as well as a woman who was leaving; she looked like a real estate agent. I quickly pulled over and got out of my car.
