CHAPTER 12

I held my breath as I gripped on tightly to the birth certificate and the phone but not as tight as I clinged to the hope that I wouldn't be caught. I know the opened safe, strewn pictures across the room and owl mask on the desk was a dead giveaway that someone had broken in but I hoped against all hope that somehow and in some way I would be safe from it all.

The door opened even more and I could hear a gasp. A moment later I heard it shut and lock. I shivered. Now I was locked in here with him.

"What the hell? Who did this?"

I heard as clear as day. George shouting his heart out. His heavy footsteps echoed around the room as he tried to make sense of what was going on while I shrunk down into myself to make myself disappear.

"My pictures. Who destroyed my precious pictures?"

I gagged again at the thought. He truly was insane with the way he spoke about the gory and macabre scenes I saw on there before I flinged it across the room.