✽ Mandy ✽
I woke up with my heart racing and my throat tight, like I had been running in my sleep. Or worse, it was as if someone had been chasing me. The nightmare clung to me in pieces. A door that wouldn’t lock. Footsteps that stayed just out of sight. A voice calling my name from the other side of a wall. I shook my head as I sat up too fast, tangled in my sheets, and pressed my hand to my chest as if I could force my heart to slow down. My bedroom was dark and quiet, and the only sound was the faint hum of the building and my own breathing.
Then I saw him.
Jason stood in the doorway of my bedroom, half in shadow. His outline was sharp against the darker hall. He didn’t move. He didn’t speak. He just stood there like he had been waiting. Watching.
My stomach dropped.
I blinked h
