CHAPTER 1

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I wake up, it's pitch dark. I look at the clock on my nightstand, it's 3:30. I don't know why, but it seems like someone is watching me. I'm not able to fall back asleep until 6:00.

I wake up to my annoying alarm at 7:00. I barely got any sleep at all. It's a Sunday, but I set my alarm because I have a musical performance down at Times Square in New York. That's where I live. I get out of bed and go downstairs in my apartment to the kitchen. I get a cup of coffe, grab the newspaper, sit on the couch, and turn on the tv. As I'm scanning the newpaper, I spot an article on the recent murders that are all similar. As I am reading the details on the murders, A few words caught my eye that made my stomach churn.

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