18, Rosewood Avenue
PO Box 12616
Fresno, CA
Dear Millie,
How are you doing? I hope you are taking better care of yourself. I have missed you a lot.
I know your head is pretty much exploding and you are very confused by receiving this letter. I am sorry to put you through this after all you've been through. Trust me, the last thing I want to do is frazzle me you. Before reading this please make yourself some tea, it always calms you down.
I should have tried to contact you a lot earlier but I just did not know how. I mean mailing or any electronic communication was out of the question. I am taking a big risk writing this letter as well.
I just need you to believe its me. I hope you have a better memory than I do about what happened on 25th January 2 years back. These two years have just been all about finding the missing pieces of the puzzle.
Do you remember what we did on that day? We went for a movie with Jim and his folks. It was one of those superhero movies, I cant remember. We were all more excited to go to Cathy's party. I think I still regret not making it for that party. Jim's mom invited us for dinner and we thought it would be a good idea to get some food before we started drinking. I remember feeling a very eerie vibe when we first got to his house. The front door made that classic 'horror movie creak' sound. There was this funk in the room, I cant remember clearly. His dad hardly spoke anyway and his mom started freaking out because the her pot roast had burned. I mean if Jim wasn't the hottest guy in school we wouldn't have gone there anyway. Anyway, I remember going to his room, we made out for a bit and then his mom calling us for dinner. When we sat for dinner that's when things start getting hazy for me. I remember things in flashes now. I don't know if these are figments of my imagination or actual incidents from the night.
I remember feeling a hard thud on my head and blacking out. Next thing I am tied to this chair, and a person in a dragon mask is just siting in front of me. Then I remember being laid out on a table with other people wearing the same mask and some sort of ritual taking place around me. And then I just remember waking up in a seedy motel on the highway. I was so scared. I checked myself for scars, I was wondering if Jim and our parents were looking for me. There was not a soul at this motel so got on to the road and hitchhiked my way home. But when I got home, I saw you were already there? If you were there, where was I supposed to be? And if you were, who was I? I still don't know. Meet me at the address I have attached with this letter. I need to know if you remember anything from that night. Please you are my only hope.
Love and regards,
Millie
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