FIFTY FOUR: THE OWNER OF THE HANKY

[SHAIRA's POINT OF VIEW]

It was pretty dark when I found myself standing in an abandoned building. I heard the sound of a sobbing lady nearby, it was dreary to my ears. The wind is also chilly, and the street lights are blinking.

"Where am I?" I asked myself.

I blink my eyes a couple of times, yet I'm still stuck in this place. Moreover, the sound of a woman whining in pain is getting louder. My foot had its own decision to move forward and look where the sound was coming from.

I approached the lady who was facing the wall, and from the look of it, she could be mistaken for my twin sister. We are wearing the same clothes and hairstyle.

I am aware that this could be one of my nightmares. Lately, I haven't had any good sleep as a nightmare bothers me, not just at night. But also even when I attempt to take a nap.

I tapped the shoulder of the lady. I was taken aback when she turned around. She has no face, and there's blood dripping from her.