She who must not be named

Crash! It was in flames, parts everywhere, all over the bridge cars around started to set alight. Oil was dripping all around... the flames danced along the cars. Everyone was running away, jumping, climbing and sliding over cars. It was getting bigger, greater. But in the fire I saw a face, a face I wish I could never EVER see again. But it’s too late.

This morning I woke up with hair all over my face now I was eating breakfast, still with hair in my face. Straight away I knew today wasn’t going to be a dream day, in fact it was going to be awful.

I was at the office drinking my tea next to a TV with the news on. My boss gave me some paperwork so I started to work ... but I realised a small crowed gathered around watching the TV ... I thought nothing of it at first. As I thought it was just about a monologue. But more and more people came. So I decided to standed up and watch TV. My face dropped. People started to cry. He’s escaped! The one person I hated on this world escaped his prison of mental maniacs. Smart but mental.

Work closed early so I left in my nice Toyota. New I must say! I was worried about what happened on the news. I knew he was coming for me and nothing was going to stop him. Nothing at all.

I was heading over a bridge but there was a lot of traffic so I decided to get in the fast lane... less cars were on there. But out of knowhere a car drove from the middle lane in front and stopped making me crash into the back. I blacked out!

I woke up and I realised I fainted. Out of the window I could see people screaming and running, telling people to get out of their cars. But I couldn’t move, my leg was stuck. I started to panic my anxiety disorder didn’t help.

That’s when it happened cars where alight oil dripped everywhere. But that man stood on the car in front was mental. A face I hate, I hate more than ever. I blacked out once more!

I woke up in the hospital with wires attached to me. I couldn’t move. I was missing parts of me. I started to scream and panic, I remembered what happened. Doctors started to run in. I was ... Traumatised.

I’m back... back from the dead.

And so was he.