It was forty-five minutes already, past the hour of eight in the evening. Conrad continued on watching the road while he drove slowly, keeping Amberlene safe inside, sleeping on the front seat. Most of the time, he was watching her, smiling like a lunatic, and then went back to watching the road.
It only took five to ten minutes earlier for Amberlene to fall asleep. And subconsciousness lead her into dreaming again.
...
Heavy rains were pouring endlessly on the little island of Araray, Masbate. Thunders and lightning were visible. The humid air was entering inside the body of a girl. She has been running around the forest escaping from the hands of a murderer.
“Yoho! Where are you?”
Here comes the voice again. She's very tired, but she must find a way to hide from his shadow. He kill
