Chapter 1
Fiona Phillips sat at her desk in the little room on the Molly Phillips tour bus tapping at the keys on her laptop. A new email notice popped up on her computer screen.
"Hm... I wonder who it's from." She muttered to herself.
Clicking on the blinking notice on her task bar she pulled the email up.
You don't know me, but I know you.
You don't know it, but I watch you.
You don't know it, but I see you wherever you are.
You don't know it, but I am with you wherever you are.
You don't know it, but I love you.
Fi blinked at the blood red words set on the jet-black background on her computer screen; she was shocked, surprised, and just a little bit flattered. It was a little creepy, though, the poem talked about being watched.
She gave an involuntary shiver. A tingle was shooting up her spinal column.
Maybe it was just the words, but she felt like she was being watched. Fi slowly looked around her room, searching for any sign of an intruder. She found none.
She pushed the feeling away and mentally shook herself. I'm just being paranoid, there is no one else here besides the usual people. All this paranormal hunting is getting to me.
She went back to her computer.
Little did she know that she was indeed being watched. From the shadows outside her window, a pair of bright violet eyes blinked.
A.N. I not exactly sure where this fic is going—weather it's going to follow the story-line for the movie, or if it's going to turn out to be totally different. I guess we'll all find out as the story progresses won't we?
Fiona Phillips sat at her desk in the little room on the Molly Phillips tour bus tapping at the keys on her laptop. A new email notice popped up on her computer screen.
"Hm... I wonder who it's from." She muttered to herself.
Clicking on the blinking notice on her task bar she pulled the email up.
You don't know me, but I know you.
You don't know it, but I watch you.
You don't know it, but I see you wherever you are.
You don't know it, but I am with you wherever you are.
You don't know it, but I love you.
Fi blinked at the blood red words set on the jet-black background on her computer screen; she was shocked, surprised, and just a little bit flattered. It was a little creepy, though, the poem talked about being watched.
She gave an involuntary shiver. A tingle was shooting up her spinal column.
Maybe it was just the words, but she felt like she was being watched. Fi slowly looked around her room, searching for any sign of an intruder. She found none.
She pushed the feeling away and mentally shook herself. I'm just being paranoid, there is no one else here besides the usual people. All this paranormal hunting is getting to me.
She went back to her computer.
Little did she know that she was indeed being watched. From the shadows outside her window, a pair of bright violet eyes blinked.
A.N. I not exactly sure where this fic is going—weather it's going to follow the story-line for the movie, or if it's going to turn out to be totally different. I guess we'll all find out as the story progresses won't we?