It was foggy. Dark. All i could hear was the wind hitting the branches. He was coming for me. He was here. He would kill me just like the fortune teller said. I lay there looking out to the grave yard. When i felt something touch my shoulder. I screamed and then i heard “relax ashley realax!” it was David.i said trying to catch my breath “he was here he was here”
“why did you leave the asylum!Why did you of all places have to come here”
“I—I—I-needed to se my mom”
‘Your mom is gone!You can’t seem to get that in your head” i saw a white figure in the distance “come on we are taking you back to the hospital”
“No!David he is here.Patrick i saw him he has white eyes and-and a black robe”
“yeah sure”
“no patrick” He grabbed me tightly when i noticed the figure getting closer it was a doctor. Patrick grabbed me tightly and yelled
“listen to me you neeed to stop this shit all right…you had me worried sick”
Maybe i was crazy but i know one thing he’ll come back i know it.

And in the end ..he did.