PSYCHO

He followed her as she ran all the way to the living room; still screaming. He caught her in a bear hug and forcefully sat her down. She folded her legs to herself, breathing hard and started rocking herself.

"Look at me, "Mr Johnson trying to calm her down but she was looking in the direction where they came from.

"Anne, look..at..me."

She slowly turned facing him now noses almost touching.

"You need to calm down, you just had a nightmare, woke up and started seeing things, that's all, nothing to worry about," he talked to her slowly looking straight into her eyes and his tone hushed. She nodded, breathing in and then exhaled, making her body free and less nervous.

"You're right, very right, all I need to do is to go to bed, that's all." She stood up and he held her hand, they started going up the stairs when someone tapped her at the back. She slowly turned and saw him again, shadowy figure wearing black, red eyes and this time placed the knife on his throat with the knife causing his head to fall on the floor then he smiled at her saying, "You're next."

She screamed running down the stairs, grabbed her car keys on the small table and ran out of the the house. Mr. Johnson didn't understand what was going on, to him she was behaving abnormal but he still ran after her.

Annika was relaxed in Lisa's house she felt stress-free. She and Lisa watch the movie late into 12:00 pm, before then they painted each other's nails and talked at length about what was happening in Anika's house. That night Anika slept sound with a clear head, no thoughts no emotions no feelings. Sean had called her that night asking her of her well-being, practically, he was consoling her.

Isabella though, through all the noise her mother was making was sleeping soundly even smiling in her sleep.

Mrs. Johnson was in the backseat of her car and it was raining. Mr. Johnson was holding her tightly soothing her to sleep repeating the same three words over and over again, "You'll be fine. "Soon later he fell asleep too.

Daniel wasn't finding things very funny in the cell where he was detained. His body ached badly, his eyes red from lack of enough sleep and his tummy roared from hunger since he rejected almost all the food they gave him. Well he was thankful his mother brought him some decent food that night before going home. But all the same, he didn't touch the food, he was thinking, thinking of his life and how the case may end up.

'It's over, it's all over, I never thought I would go to jail so young or even at all. No need defending myself anymore there is a lot of evidence against me and dad has lost trust in me.' He picked up the takeaway bag containing the food, opened it up and started to eat.

Early the next morning, Anika went to her house and immediately went to take a shower. She came down the stairs, prepared breakfast for herself and Daniel. She packaged his food and ate hers. She grabbed a car key, went out of the house, got into the car and drove to Lisa's to pick her up. From there both Anika and Lisa went to metro police station.

A few hours later, Mr and Mrs. Johnson woke up. It was weird coming out of the car that morning in their sleeping outfits, they went straight upstairs to their room. Mrs. Johnson sat down on their bed rubbing her forehead.

"Are you ok? "Mr. Johnson asked.

"Yes, just a slight headache. "

"Go take a shower while I get you some water to drink, ok ?"

"Ok. "

Mrs. Johnson got undressed, stepped into the bathtub and closed the curtains. Mr. Johnson went down into the kitchen to see Isabella sitting.

"I'm so sorry I woke up late pumpkin. "

"It's okay. "

"Let me prepare breakfast, "he said as he began to bring out the recipe book. Mrs. Johnson was having a shower when she heard something fall in the bathroom.

"Michael is that you?" Then she heard footsteps, she opened the curtains, grabbed her towel and stepped out of the bathtub. She didn't see anything so she went to the sink to brush her teeth, she put the toothpaste on the brush and looked into the mirror. Right there behind her what she had been fearing most, the shadow figure juggling his own head. She screamed running into her room and bumping into her husband causing the water in his hands to fall.

"It's there, over there, I swear I'm not hallucinating Michael, I'm not seeing things, but it's there. "

"You know what Anne, you need to go see a psychiatrist. "

"No Michael, I'm not mad, it's there, it wants to kill me. "

"I know you're not mad but you have to go. "