Based on True Events

                  I sit there, alone waiting.  The place is familiar though I do not know how I got there.  I feel calm inside, as if this is nothing out of the ordinary.  My surroundings blacken as I see shadows start to dance on the ground around me.  I count 12 shadows yet I see not bodies.  I feel my heart start to race as footsteps approach me from behind.  Slow at first then faster and faster until I feel the tip of something sharp in my back.  A pause then a familiar laugh as a cold blade enters my skin.  The pain is all too familiar and I close my eyes tight but I am standing in front of my bathroom mirror in my apartment in Phoenix.  He is behind with that grin on his face.  I try to scream, closing my eyes again but I am back in that familiar dark place.  He is now in front of me with that same grin.  I look around to see the owners of the shadows, some look familiar while others do not.  Suddenly there is a pain just above my left breast.  I look down to see blood soaking into my shirt.  He laughs.  That terrible laugh I cannot stand.  That laugh that has haunted my dreams for years.  That laugh that tells me it’s not over yet.

                “A fitting death for someone who betrays.”

                I suddenly feel myself falling, falling, falling, falling, gone…