Prologue
Prologue
I was just sitting there reading my messages when I felt his presence: I don't know why, but it felt like he was standing right there beside me. It had been months since the stopped the search. My boyfriend Josh had been on his way to visit me. He lived in Dallas where he went to college, and I lived down outside of Houston going to college at Texas A&M on a swimming scholarship. It was winter break and since I had practice he was going to drive down to see me. I got a call in the middle of the night from his sister telling me that his car had been run off the road. That they are searching for him.
A few months after the accident they found the car, but they didn't find any trace of him. A few weeks later they called off the search. Ever since that day I've been trying to get over the fact he's dead, but these last few days I've been having this feeling that he's watching me, but when I turn around to look around me no one's there it was just my roommate who's always concerned about me and myself. But this was different. So I slid my laptop off my lap onto the bed and got up and walked around the room. Isy, my roommate, was out with her boyfriend Zach. So I was all alone and I was glad about that. So when I turned back to my bed and someone was there sitting on it I was shocked. The person was tall from what it looked like and they were wearing a black jacket with the hood up. It was also covering the persons face so I didn't know ho it was.
"Hello?" I managed to say. "How did you get in here?" I said when I walked to the door o check the lock, but it was still locked.
"The window." The person said in a velvety voice. It was a male's voice as well. He shifted the got up and walked to the window. "I don't know how to easily tell this to you Kate, but I'm going to try."
I stood there rooted to the floor. He knew my name. How was that possible? I didn't recognize him. So how could he possibly know me? "Who… I mean… How do you know my name?" I struggled to say while trying to keep my voice even.
He turned to look at me then he through back if hood. It was him. He was standing here in my room.