It's 6 pm.
Im starving, afraid and vulnerable.
My friends are all a mess.
Gayle is Hyper-ventilating.
Hara is running while shouting for help.
Nicole is calling for the police and ambulance.
And Im here, trying to convince myself this is just a dream. Should I call this a dream? It's a nightmare! I don't know what to do. Im stuck. I can't think. All of them are going crazy. Am I the only one who is seeing this? Or the killer is still here. Measuring every move that we make. Watching us. The very thought of it gives me chill on my spine.
But What's worst than those thoughts: Im standing in front of my friend; Stacy. And you know what?
Stacy is dead. Drowned and strangled.
