The Last Moreau

Chapter 2 : Who are you ?

"Jen .... Jenny wake up.... what's wrong with you....Jen.... jennnnn"

I woke up drenched in sweat, shuddering. "Did you have a nightmare or something?" Jo screamed. "You looked like as if somebody was strangling in your sleep" she said eye's reflecting shock.

"I ... i ..." I stuttered. "I must have had a nightmare "I said as Jo looked at me worriedly. "Wow a nightmare? Really? Hate to get inside your head now "Jo said before leaving my room. I fell asleep again too soon because of fatigue but this time more deeply.

At the office I was due to give a presentation the next day .It had been a good thing to have everything prepared in advance."YIKES ... what happened to you Jennifer? "Mike said .Mike was my manager and the department head. He was a tall man in his late thirties with thinning hair and a short stubble. "You look like you just got out of a car crash "he grinned." Ah just a bad hair day... mike"I winked before assuring everything was ready for the presentation.

By 6 at evening I decided to leave having totally forgotten about my dream.

The wind was blowing a little harshly and my bangs kept falling on my face. I had cut them a little too thick and now I regretted it as it was making me hard to see through.

"Hello jenny" said a sweet but familiar voice

Turning around ͵beads of sweat began to form at my back and the hairs on my arm stood on one end as I stood face to face with the subject of my recent dreams.

"I trust you didn't sleep too well yesterday ..... Could it be you had a nightmare?" He grinned.

And that's when I took off ... my mind not really working... shocked at having seen something which i had seen as part of my dream as well.Maybe i was dreaming ... maybe this is a dream i thought.

But I wasn't going to stick around and find out.

Any other girl would have swooned for that grin. But there was maliciousness to it. Because where there should have been a display of pearly whites was also a pair of sharp fangs.