Miguel fell into a deep sleep, shortly after they arrived at home.
His dreams were filled with her face. The woman from the resteraunt. He tossed and turned all night, until Kay woke him up the next morning.
"Are you okay?" she asked, rubbing his chest.
"Yeah, fine," he said sitting up. He got out of bed and got dressed, "i have another interview today," he said buttoning his shirt.
"That's good," Kay said from the bathroom.
"Yeah, I guess." Miguel walked into the bedroom and saw Kay hanging from the ceiling.
Her face transformed into the woman from the resteraunt's, "Get out before it's too late."
Miguel woke up, drenched ina cold sweat, he looked over and saw Kay sleeping peacefully. He layed his back down on the pillow but his eyes were wide with terror for the rest of the night.