Hey guys! Sorry it took some time for this to come out but I had a bit of writer's block! Hope you enjoy this chapter.

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Aislin's P.O.V.

I couldn't see…the blackness engulfed me. I put my hands out in front of me and tried to feel around. There was nothing in front of me. I put my arms out to the side and my hands touched something hard and cold on each side of me. I guessed it was a wall. I kept my hands on the cold wall and began to walk forward. It seemed as if I was never going to see the light again but then hope struck. I began to see traces of light farther down the tunnel or hallway, wherever the fuck I was.

I got closer to it and saw a man standing inside a small room. His back was turned towards me. I didn't know why but I reached my hand out to touch his shoulder. He suddenly turned around and I was staring at Niko. "Hey baby." His voice was calm. I just stared at him in amazement.

There was no way he was alive. I blew a hole the size of a fucking minivan into his head. I continued to stare at him in a mix of disbelief and bewilderment. "Come here babe." I slowly moved closer to him and put a hand to his chest. He felt so real. The way his voice flowed reminded me of when we first met. He was so sweet and loving and then he started to become different.

All of a sudden the scene changed. Niko grabbed me and held me tightly. He shook me and began to scream at me in Italian. He called me things like an 'ungrateful little bitch', a 'stupid whore' … he even questioned me about Jason. He was convinced that I fucked him. Actually, he thought that I had been sleeping with him since we started dating.

I didn't utter one word; I just stared at Niko as he screamed at me and shook me. After a few minutes, he calmed himself down. He let me go and took a deep breath. "I'm sorry…but I can't stand you anymore." He pulled out a gun from the inside of his jacket and aimed it at my head. He pulled the trigger.

I shot up from the couch and realized that I was dreaming. I put a hand to my forehead and felt the cold sweat that I had been accumulating. My breathing was erratic. It was difficult to calm myself. That dream seemed so real. Niko felt so real…so alive.

I looked over at the television; there was a new movie on. I remembered Jason had been sitting with me earlier. He wasn't there now. I frowned a bit then wondered what time it was. I picked up my cell from the coffee table and glanced at the time. It was 4:25 A.M. I should have known that Jason wasn't going to stick around while I slept. It would have been a sweet gesture though.

I sighed then rolled off the couch and walked into my bedroom. I looked down at my clothes. I wasn't in the mood to sleep in my jeans and tank top. I made my way over to my closet and pulled out a see thru baby doll dress with a matching g-string. Of course I still hadn't unpacked anything else. Niko had bought me the lingerie and I wore it the first few nights we moved in.

I took my top off and threw my bra onto the floor. I didn't think of changing my panties but I figured since the g-string went with the rest of the outfit, I would just wear it. I slowly pulled my panties down just below my thighs then I let them fall to the floor. I put the g-string on then pulled the baby doll dress over my head. I flicked the light off and made my way through the darkness.

I plopped down onto the bed. I still felt uneasy from the dream and I tried my hardest to shake the thoughts of it from my mind. I lay in bed and stared at the dark ceiling. I knew there was no way I would be able to fall back asleep. I turned over in my bed and let out a loud gasp.

Jason was standing at my window, staring in at me. I smiled at him and walked over to greet him. I plopped down on the bench and opened up the window. "What are you doing out there…spying on me?" I winked at him. Then a thought hit me… how long had he been standing there watching me? Did he watch me get undressed?

He motioned for me to move aside and he began to climb through the window. Once inside he sat next to on the bench and looked over at me. I wished that he could talk. But then I realized that he could talk…sort of. He talked to me with this eyes and his body language. I looked into his eyes and noticed that he looked slightly concerned. "Did you see me wake up?" He nodded. So he saw me freak out in the living room. Without realizing it at first I put my hand on his leg. "I'm alright. Just a bad dream…" My voice trailed off. I couldn't help but think of the dream again and it disturbed me. I couldn't get over the feeling of how real it was.

I looked at him a bit more intently. "Did you see me getting undressed?" He shifted a bit in his seat then slowly nodded. I felt the blood rush to my cheeks. It was bit embarrassing to say the least. The only other guy to see me naked was Niko and I used to hate getting undressed in front of him. I knew that I had a lean body but I never thought of myself as being beautiful, no matter how many times I was told otherwise.

His eyes searched my face. His eyes noted that he wanted to apologize for spying on me. "It's fine." My voice sounded very nonchalant but I wasn't really happy with the idea of him watching me. I was afraid to tell him not to look at me getting undressed anymore. I didn't know how stable he was. He could snap at any minute.

I pursed my lips and stared up at him. "…So…" I stood up and walked over to the dresser and took out a pair of sweats. For some reason I felt awkward sitting next to Jason in a see thru teddy and a thong. I kept my back to Jason as I changed my top as well. Once I was finished I walked over and plopped back down next to Jason. He looked down at me. It was hard to tell what he was thinking. I lightly smiled up at him then he slowly placed a hand on my cheek. Like always it was cold, clammy and very rough. It was sort of cute when he tried to be gentle. I figured it must have been hard for him…to be gentle with another human being that is.

I glanced at the clock; it was almost 5:30. I'd have to get into the shower soon and I wanted to go out for the today. Get my nails done; buy some new clothes…start a new life. Granted my new life had already begun, it began after I killed Niko but I felt it was put on hold when Jason captured me. The 'play' button was pushed again last night.

I sat there for a moment and thought to myself. Was Jason going to let me leave? Better yet, if he did let me leave…would he go with me? I hoped that he would let me go out for the day, it's not I wasn't going to come back. Most normal people would run the first chance they got but I was different. I guess I loved the danger. I almost craved it. My whole life was dangerous, that's how I liked it. Normal people…I almost laughed out loud at the thought. In no way shape or form was I normal. Neither was Jason. That's probably why we understood each other so well.

I looked up at him and smiled, completely forgetting that I was talking to him. I was so caught up in my thoughts. He stared down at me, his head cocked slightly to the side. "Would you mind if I went out today? There are a few things I want to get done." He continued to stare me, and then he slowly nodded. I stood up and pecked him on the cheek. Of course it was on his mask, but all the same. He flinched a little but relaxed once I stood up. I walked over to my dresser and got some of my clothes out and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

Jason's P.O.V.

I couldn't understand what type of errands she needed to run. There was food in the fridge, she had more than enough clothing and she really didn't need those fake ass nails. Maybe she thought they made her prettier? Like that was even possible. She could be covered in mud and muck and still look like a beauty queen.

There was a part of me that wanted to follow her into the bathroom but I knew that would be inappropriate. I already saw her naked but I didn't need act like one of those fucking sex crazed teenage boys.

I sat on her bed for a few more minutes before getting up and leaving. She deserved her privacy. And I trusted her. The only other woman I trusted was my mother and Aislin in a way was like my mother. I knew she wasn't going to leave.

I left out the back door and walked down to the lake. I hugged the edge and got close to a narrowing and made my way across. I approached the campgrounds and did my daily rounds. Everything seemed peaceful at the camp. All of the cabins were empty, except for the cobwebs, spiders, dust and other bugs that now inhabited them.

I began my journey to the old barn where I found my mask. The old man that lived there never seemed to be outside. I usually ignored him. I had no reason to harm him, considering I was invading his property. I walked into the barn and looked around. It looked the same. Dark and dusty. There was hay and wood chips scattered all over the floor. It looked as if the old man didn't hire anyone to replace his last employee. The last employee that I murdered.

I remember that day quite clearly. I went to the barn for more kerosene. I knew the old man had a bunch of it just lying around, so I figured I would take it. It was always put to good use. There was a young guy working there, at the time. He used to clean up the property a bit and throw whatever wood he picked up into a wood chipper that was placed in the old barn. One day the little pothead heard me move around upstairs and he went to investigate. Of course he didn't see where I was hiding. Instead he walked over to a mannequin that was covered by a large white tarp. He ripped it off and stared up at the female mannequin.

It was weird. I remember the guy talking to the mannequin, saying how he was going to "fuck her" and if 'she' remembered how 'she' took his virginity. I didn't even know you could fuck a mannequin or that mannequin could hear you. The dude was a little off to say the least.

I remember him turning around and ripping off the sack I used to wear. He said something like "that shit ain't right man" and that's when I slashed his throat open. I bent down to get the sack when I saw something sticking out from behind the tarp that was on the floor. I pulled the tarp back and there it was. The signature red and white goalies mask that people learned to fear and in a way, respect.

I shook the memory from my mind as I walked up the creaky stairs to get the kerosene. After this, I would head back to Aislin's home and wait for her to get back.

So what did you guys think? I'm not too big on this chapter. It's pretty slow but like I said I had writer's block. Next chapter should be a lot more entertaining. I have quite a bit of ideas floating around in my head!!

Also, do you think I should make Ace and Jason into a ... team? Meaning, should they kill together or should they kill solo? Ace doesn't get to kill a lot of people anymore but I figured I'd let you guys decide.