Pursuit, Ferocity of the Wind

Chapter Four

(EDITED 10 JULY 2018)
(WARNING MENTIONING OF DEATH AND SUICIDE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK)

Mya shoots upright, sweat framing her brows. Her lips part as she breaths heavily, her mind reeling in the thoughts of the horrid dream, of the elderly woman submerged in the river with heavy jagged rocks in her thin cotton jumper weighing her down to the cold, unforgiving depths of the rushing river, her face set into an everlasting scream, Mya had seen enough crime shows to know that this was not a suicide, because of the simple fact of the large and unpleasant gash on the top of the woman head.

Mya has to see if this was all real, she dashed towards the front door locking it shut behind her spinning around, for her only to bounce into a chest, Mya looked up to see the same pale man as yesterday smirking down at her, "so you have see the elderly woman in you dreams", Mya could only nod as he stepped around ushering her towards his car. "I will take you too her", Mya chewed the inside of her cheek walking ahead to the mans' car, huffing as she waited for him to approach, opening her door just barely getting herself in, they were already speeding off down the road, towards the crime scene.