Prologue

He has the smile of a joker‚ the voice of a mad killer‚ the giggle of a maniac‚ the eyes of a psycho‚ two finger blade glove on his right hand‚ and the dressing of a mental asylum patient.

He does nothing but watch and stand from the darkest corner of her room awaiting the midnight moon to bloom. He whispers her name every time to aware her of his presence. Oh how much he enjoyed troubling this child. He uses her fear as a key into her dreams. He had waited so long for the right moment to strike.

*whispering the little girl’s name*

“He’s here again” she says holding tightly onto her blanket as if it would protect her. She can feel him now. He was looming over her. “RUN CHILD” He says.

Now the young girl is on a field and she’s running‚ running as fast as her legs can take her without turning back. She stops for a moment to catch her breathe but continued as the sound of two blades colliding drew nearer‚ which reminded her why she had to keep going. She ran into an abandoned building. It seemed like the building was abandoned because of a fire accident- she thought. But it didn’t matter at the moment‚ all she wanted to do was to get far away from the stranger.

“Run from me‚ but you can’t hide. I will always find you” the stranger said giggling.

The young girl was hiding behind a wall not far away from where the stranger stood. She couldn’t go any further because it was a dead end.

It’s raining now‚ but it’s not rain water. It’s raining blood and the howling of angry dogs in the surrounding area only made the situation worse for her.

Something is behind her‚ and it’s touching her. Turning around she finds no one‚ confused‚ where did it go. She was sure something or someone was behind her.

Now the stranger is in front of her‚ he seemed to have appeared from nowhere.

“Please let me be” she pleaded at the same time trembling in fear.

The sound of the stranger’s giggles echoed around the building. And now‚ they were both surrounded with fire.

Can this man control fire? – She thought.

Crouching to her level‚ he places his left hand on her chin. “Face me child” he said in a harsh tone. The young girl finds herself looking into his deep blue but deadly and psychotic eyes.

This stranger is awfully familiar. Where could I have seen him? Have we met? – She felt like asking.

Oh no!

She realised she was bleeding. What did this man do and where is the blood coming from? Looking down she finds fours deep cuts on her lower abdomen.

She was deeply lost in her thoughts she didn’t know when he cut her.

Leaning closer‚ “4DAYS” he whispered into her ear before he seized to be visible.