Chapter 1
It wasnt easy editing photos thought Fallon. Wedding photos had to be perfect or she wasn’t getting that whole pay check she rolled her eyes. Why oh why did she have to pursue photography. Sighing while she clicks away at each and every picture. 4 hours later abd she felt satisfied ehoke sipping away her sugar induced coffee. Closing her laptop she stood up and stripped off her night shirt and and headed toward her room to find something more presentable. She was meeting a client who was interested in her taking family photos. Heading to her bathroom she pulled her light orangish hair up and twisted before clipping it with claw clip. Normally she didnt wear makeup but she thought this called for at least some eye shadow so she applied a light green that matched the oversize sweater she was going to wear. After about 15 minutes she was grabbing her bag, cell phone, and house keys. Locking her door she headed down her steps and toward the bus stop.
“So the 15th i want pictures done here. Now i reserved the park so there shouldnt be anyone here that day.” The client stammared on. Nodding, Fallon wrote down the date and place in her personal notebook. “I heard you are amazing and your editing is on point so i expect nothing less.”
“And you will get just that, amazing pictures.” She looked her dead in the eyes to drive the point home.
“Alright, I’ll see you then.”
“Yes, ma’am.” And Fallon sighed with relief. After she left, Fallon packed up her things and started to head toward the gate if the park but siddenyly stopped. She quickly looked around feeling like someone or something was watching her ftom afar. When the feeling suddenly went away as fast as it came she would quicken her pace and hurry toward the bus stop. Sitting on the bench she would take out her phone and start scrolling on social megia only to start feeling uneasy again. Biting her lip she tried to ignote it. Looking up she noticed a hooded figure across the street from her. She looked back at her phone contining ti scroll but looking back the figure was closer. The bus wasnt here she anytime she looked away the figure was getting close to her.
“Stop. This isnt funny!” She would demand. But nothing. She stood ready to take off if needed. As if reading her mind the figure started comung toward her but the bus came just in time. She quicklg got on. After taking her seat she looked out the window only to see the figure was gone. Gone? Was she seeing things from lack of sleep? The bus took off taking toward her home. She slumped in her seat breathing as if she held it the whole time. She had to stressing or else she moght need that appomintment sooner then later. While the bus took her home the figure just smirked knowing he found what her after years of searching and oh would this be fun if just the sight of him gave insane anxiety. “Ill tske real care of her, Mikey.”
