Prologue
I breathed heavily as I forced my legs to move faster and faster. Fear filled my mind as I tried terribly to slow my heavy breathing. Cold sweat slid down the sides of my face. I made a sharp turn to the right in attempt to lose him. I could feel my heart racing causing drums to be audible in my ears. I made a left around another tower of boxes to get back to the path towards the exit.
I can hear the sirens outside and imagined the safety behind the police cars and their drivers.
I tried drastically to escape his pursuit. Nothing was visible with the dark transforming all the crates and boxes into silhouettes. I stumbled over a small crate and met the ground with my palms. I immediately turned with my back against the floor.
I heard his footsteps nearing and I tried to scramble for dear life, but froze in place. I heard frustrated grunts in the distance and scrambled onto my feet to the body on my left. Before I could get there a laugh echoed throughout the storage room.
"Wait! Please, No!" I cried pleadingly. The dark figure stood in between us, gun in hand.
"Hahaha, poor Kendall, so defenseless and weak." The man spat. "Can't even save your own life what's more this one's...?"
"pathetic."
I saw Logan's face, full of pain and fear. His body trembling as he slowly tried to crawl away. Once his body was up and running the gun rose up, aimed at Logan's head.
I sprinted, my hands reached out to save Logan before it was too late. I heard the prepared click.
Bang
"Logan No!" I shot straight up, panting.
I scanned my room in the darkness, cautiously looking around as if the murderer were near.
My eyes registered the regular room objects around me, then piercing through the darkness evident past the open door. I reached my hand up to swipe the cold sweat collected on my forehead. My breathing slowed down as I reached for the glass of water present at my nightstand. After receiving two precious, cold gulps I returned the glass to its place.
I rested back down and pulled the covers over my chest, wiggling softly to get accustomed the the warm bed. I turned on my side; my thoughts ran through the events in my head, replaying everything that's happened. I glanced at the window... my eyes met the stars gleaming outside.
The North star shined at me. I smiled sadly at the beautiful sight.
My eyes darted from left to right... the familiar feelings filling me inside.
"I miss you Logan."