A Twisted Fate

It Was True

I jolted awake, sweat drenching my entire body. Everything had seemed so real and I swear I had seen the girls face before but, strangely, the other faces were blurry and the voice wasn't recognizable at this point. I pinched myself, making sure I was actually awake and sure enough I hissed at the pain that shot up my arm.

I kicked my feet over the edge of my bed and sat up, running my hands over my face. I know I have seen the girl somewhere but I couldn't place it and it was going to burn in the back of my mind until I figured it out.

I had just stood up when a sudden knocking on the front door made me jump out of my skin and I hesitantly made my way downstairs. I breathed a sigh of relief when I reached the bottom step and found Savannah standing there alone. I was almost afraid that it would be the killer, returning to finish his work but I was just being silly. What type of killer would knock on the door and alert the residents when they could easily break in and finish their job.

"I knocked quite a few times and got worried when you weren't answering so I just let myself in. I hope you don't mind?" Savannah was throwing her thin purple jacket over the back of the recliner and tossed her shoes by the door.

It's fine. I was asleep, actually, and I didn't even know you were here..." I yawned and scratched the back of my head, leaning against the wall at the bottom of the stairs.

"Oh, well now you do." She giggled and walked around, looking at everything I hadn't had time to get rid of yet.

My mom was always one to clutter the walls with pictures and shelves that held her knick knacks. That was until my father was drunk and decided that glass statues would be of better use shattered and buried in our feet. Yet, my mom would go out the next day and buy a few more to replace them.

"Aren't you sad with all this stuff around? Wouldn't it just be easier on you if you moved?" Her question kind of caught me off guard, even though I knew someone was going to ask sometime.

"Not really. I hated my parents and never got attached to anything they had, so I'm going to be getting rid of most of this junk. Take what you want before you leave but my possessions are off limits." I gave a small chuckle when she snapped her fingers and pouted in disappointment.

She smiled afterward and sat on the couch, making sure she was positioned so she could still face me. I decided to take a seat by her and turned the tv to a music channel, surprised when she started singing along to The Show Must Go On by Famous Last Words.

"I'm surprised you know this song." I stared at her dumbfounded before I started screaming along with JT.

"Don't let my appearance fool you. I listen to pretty much anything." She laughed just as the song ended and I turned down the volume.

"Hey, it may sound silly but I had a really strange nightmare before you came over." She cocked her head to the side and turned to face me more looking eager to hear what I had to say.

"Oh really? Care to share? I promise you I won't laugh."

I took a deep breath and calmed myself then started telling her. She listened the whole time, not even a smile playing on her lips. She seemed pretty serious about the whole thing and was sitting with her mouth agape at the end.

"It just seemed so real... I could literally feel everything." She instantly started laughing and was gasping for air after a few minutes.

"You promised you wouldn't laugh!" I glared at her then crossed my arms and looked away, feeling kinda hurt.

"I'm sorry! It does seem silly though." I rolled my eyes as she calmed down a little and started wiping the tears that had formed under her eyes.

"Just forget I said anything." I leaned forward and grabbed the remote, flipping through the channels until Savannah grabbed my arm.

"Go back! That was important!" I turned the channel back to the news and gasped when I noticed the building the reporter was standing in front of.

"We are live from outside an abandoned factory where the body of Valorie Laments, was discovered earlier today. Police say that she had been bound to a chair and tortured until she was strangled to death. A struggle was evident and from these images they show that she had broken free from the rope and tried to escape but it was short lived. The doors had been barricaded from the outside making police think this was possible a two man job." Savannah and I gasped simultaneously at the images they had shown of the crime scene and then turned our heads to face each other.

"I knew that face was familiar! Savannah, I witnessed Valorie's death in my nightmare! After everything I explained to you, and in detail too, you cannot tell me you don't believe me!"

"Did you ever get a good glimpse of the killer? We need to tell this all to the cops..." She whispered softly almost inaudibly as she stared at the floor. If I hadn't been watching her I wouldn't have even known she had spoken but I had just caught what she had said. I shook my head and sighed leaning forward and resting my elbows on my knees and my head in my hands.

"We can't call the cops..." Savannah snapped out of her daze and glared at me furiously.

"And why the hell not? You can help! She was my friend, Sorrow, and you witnessed her murder! You could possibly identify the killer and you would be cleared and Val would be able to rest in peace!" I shook my head again and leaned back into the couch, only making her even more pissed.

"You know better than anyone else that the police are out to get me, so if I told them anything they would immediately assume I'm the killer or just clinically insane. Either way it would still look bad for me and not only that but I already told you that I didn't get to see who the killer was, I was looking through his eyes." She sighed and laid her head in her hands.

"You're right... Promise me though, if it happens again you will talk to the police?" I nodded and turned off the tv. I had seen enough...