I jump from roof to roof. I don't really have a home to go to. I pause at the edge of an alley. I watch as a man kills a person. How unusual to use a knife like that. He finishes, and runs away. I move on quickly. The bakery roof is always very warm. I leap, and fall into black nothingness. I can't even tell if I am moving or not. I see a gate coming at me, and not slowing down. As it reaches me it opens, and I am thrown through it.
I wake up to a shrieking phone. I fumble around on my bedside table till I find it. "Hello?" I answer sleepily.
"Reid, its JJ. We have a case that's really bizarre. We need you to come in as soon as possible," I hear on the other end.
"Alright, I need to get in the shower and get dressed, but I'll be there soon," I tell her with a yawn.
"Alright just be quick," she says before hanging up. I crawl out of bed, and stretch. It's going to be a long day today. I shower quickly, and dress in warm clothes. Winters can get pretty cold pretty fast. I hurry into the subway.
Why does everything hurt? I don't normally hurt like this. I crack open my eyes, and see a dead girl staring at me. I scramble away from her, and struggle to stand up. I'm covered in her blood. Odd, how did that happen? I take a step away, and fall. Out of nowhere there are lights everywhere, and loud sirens. I try to get away, but people come out of the lights to grab me. "Don't struggle, your under arrest," a deep voice growls in my ear.
Under arrest? What the hell does that mean? I try to get away from the too strong hands. Why are they hurting me? This normally wouldn't faze me. They lock my arms behind my back at the wrists with something hard and cold. I try to get out, but it is too hard. What is wrong with me? They force me into the belly of a loud beast.
I hurry to the jet. I took longer than I thought. The others will debrief me on the jet. I hear somewhat excited voices coming from the jet.
"What do you mean they have the unsub?" I hear Morgan yell.
"They think they have the unsub," JJ corrects. I step up, and close the door behind me. I take a seat, and yawn again.
"Sorry to wake you Reid, but this one is weird," Hotch says as he hands me a file. I look it over, and frown.
"Is this all done4 by one person?" I ask.
"That's what it seems like from the police findings," JJ says. "It's why we are going," She says simply.