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Chapter Twenty Six ~ Disturbing Dreams

Piper was sitting on the bed nearest the window. She had obviously just woken up as her hair was a mess and she hadn't put any makeup on. I edged closer behind her, my hand wrapped around a piece of sheet music. Requiem, by Mozart. The last piece of music he wrote before he died. It was perfect.

My grip on the piece of paper became stronger as I edged closer to her. The strength of my hand began to slightly crease the paper. I knew I had to act fast as the sun was rising and anyone could see me.

I was less than a metre away from her. Just on the other side of the bed. I rolled the paper up into a tight tube. It was time.

Time for her to die.

I launched myself at her, wrapping the sheet music around her neck. Her face wore an expression of shock and she pushed me back until we were both backed up against the door. Kicking, punching, she was trying everything. But I had her, my grip was too strong.

She was running out of breath and gasping for air. Her face was turning bright red.

Eventually, she stopped fighting. Her arms fell beside her and her heart stopped beating. I let go and she fell. She lay on the carpeted floor just to the right of the door.

But it wasn't over. She sat upright. Even though her heart wasn't beating, she came alive. She looked me in the eyes and said "What did you do?"

I didn't know because I didn't kill her.

I bolted upright on the couch, dripping with sweat. I must have fallen asleep watching TV again. I was absolutely terrified. I had just dreamt that I killed someone. That I was a killer.

I didn't know what to think. I had to tell someone or I was going to go mad. At least now I had Sandra to talk to. Tomorrow I would schedule an appointment with her and get to the bottom of this.