Episode 27.
The following morning, I woke up with a lot less pain to my bones. I rose gracefully as they say it and then I'd settled in my bed for a while before deciding to go for a little morning jog.
I ran along my street blocks,my earphone plucked into my ears,Series of my phone's song albums booming in my ear,completely shutting me out. But as I jogged along,at some point,I began to have this eerie feeling of someone watching me. Cautiously, I pulled away my earpiece and jogged back towards the apartment. Then the feeling started coming back to me. The feeling of being followed,of being watched. I looked over my shoulders severally but saw nothing suspicious. Then I ran along,feeling sorry for myself. I'm just paranoid. I obviously don't think Mr Marcello would send a serial killer
