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Chapter 35: Red Eyes

Just knowing that someone a floor below me can die any second; unless Sawyer is able to save his life, makes me feel uneasy. I'm lying in bed, not able to sleep; the house is oddly quiet after getting used to the screaming lady screaming for a few hours. I keep debating whether I should go down to check if everything is okay. No matter how much I toss and turn, I can't seem to get sleepy.

I decide to stay in bed, too exhausted to get up, but not enough to fall asleep. What feels like hours go by when I hear foot steps passing by my room and my door handle jiggle; I instantly still. Sawyer probably called Nancy back and she's checking up on me.

I hear the rattle of the door knob turn and see the light from the hallway make it's way inside the dark room. I quickly turn around and pretend to be asleep. From the wall I'm facing I can make out the shadow of Sawyers curls. He stands there for a few minutes. I try slowing my breathing to make it seem like I'm sleeping. Not long after, I hear Sawyer sigh in frustration and close the door slowly. What was that about? I turn around and try breathing normally, breathing slower is hard. I sit up in bed, frustrated about not being able to sleep, when my eyes are obviously tired.

I groan out loud and fall back into bed, trying to get as comfortable as possible. I quickly realize I made noise and cover my mouth in embarrassment. Hopefully Sawyer went back downstairs. I close my eyes, forgetting about my embarrassment and drift off into sleep.

My eyes shoot open and I'm breathing fast, did I have a nightmare? It takes me a minute to regain my composure and I try to remember what woke me up. I don't remember dreaming or falling asleep. I check my phone for the time, it's four in the morning. I lie back down and close my eyes for a while. I open them again and a dark figure is standing by the entrance door. I try not to panic and rub my eyes, hoping it's nothing.

The dark figure opens my bedroom door and I see it's a man. The same mute man who gestured for me to follow him. Except this man isn't hunched anymore, but standing taller. He even looks a little younger. I sit there staring, not being able to scream or talk. The man once again waves his hand for me to follow. Now I know I'm dreaming. We walk to the front of Sawyers house, but when I turn around it changes to Evans house. The man is still a few feet away from me and his face his blurry. He isn't wearing a coat and I can see the color of his hair, it's all gray with a few whites.

Since I know I'm dreaming, and the dream is similar to before I don't second guess myself and follow him. There has to be a reason I'm dreaming of this man. I try running next to the man, but every time I do the heavier I feel and I start walking. The man stops, his back towards me. He looks all around him and I try to see what he's looking at when I see two red eyes in the woods just ahead. The old man turns to me, a sad smile on his face before he disappears. I'm left with the red eyes staring at me. I'm not sure how to wake up, but I just run. I hear someone chase me and I run faster, I try screaming and I'm finally able to. But it's too late, whatever is chasing me grabs me and throws me on the floor. My back is still to whatever it is. I don't feel pain, but I scream even louder. I'm roughly turned around to face red eyes. My eyes shut close, too scared to know what it is.

"Finally got you." I hear a deep voice evilly say. I open my eyes and Parker is inches away from my face; a creepy grin stretched ear to ear. I scream again and pass out, seeing nothing but darkness.

When I hear Nancy greeting me good morning and the bright light coming in when she moves the curtains, I know I'm safe and sound. I open my eyes making sure I'm in bed and still in tack. I quickly say a good morning and head to my bathroom.

What I see is horrific: my eyes are blood shot, all around my eyes are dark, my hair is in a knotty mess, and I have a few scratches on my arm. They're bleeding, but I ignore the stings. Did I scratch myself?