1 day Later: New York City, NY

"I want you to stay in this apartment and not go anywhere" Valerie explained "That's what Mary wants you to do until she comes and gets you."

"Maybe I don't want to do what Mary wants me to do" Allie snapped. She was angry because Valerie wasn't happy to have her sister home and because Mary was trying to ruin Allie's life. She wanted to be with her twin sister, was that too much to ask?

"I'm also telling you to stay here so no one tries to kill you" Valerie said "I need to go to class. I'll see you later."

Valerie left the apartment while Allie got off the couch. She wasn't going to listen to Valerie or Mary; she wanted to live her life before this mess. She wanted to find the guy who almost killed her and try to kill him herself. He deserved to be shot, because he ruined her perfect life.

The thought of killing the man sounded like a great idea. Allie walked to the kitchen, grabbed the biggest and sharpest knife and put it in her backpack. Then she left the apartment in search of the man. The weird thing was that Allie knew him, but she didn't realize it until now.

Marc Hassell was sitting at a bar at eleven in the morning. He was drinking his sixth and last drink. He was the one who killed the innocent man and almost killed Allison Stevenson, but he was never charged. Then again, the police in the area couldn't catch him either. He was too smart for them as he wore a disguise and made himself invisible to society.

He put the empty glass down and left the bar. He had to teach his college class soon, so he quickly got into his car and started it. He didn't expect one of his past students to come and haunt it. That was the last thing on his mind.

Mary knocked on the Stevenson's door as she took a step back and stood next to her partner.

"Remind me to never have a witness this far away from New Mexico" Mary said

"Should I remind you to never have me on the same plane as you?" Marshall joked.

"Yes, that too."

"Are you the US Marshalls?"

Mary and Marshall turned around to see Valerie Stevenson with her backpack and some groceries.

"Are you Valerie Stevenson?" Marshall.

"Yes, I am. Excuse me"

Valerie walked past the Marshalls and unlocked the apartment door. She opened the door and led the way into the apartment. When Valerie put the groceries on the table, she thought that it was unusually quiet.

"Allie!"

Valerie walked everywhere in the apartment. A few seconds later, she walked back towards the Marshalls with her cell phone in hand.

"My stupid sister decided to leave the apartment!"

"Great" Mary snapped.

"I'm going to call her. She'll probably pick up."

Valerie dialed Allie's cell phone number. After one ring, Allie picked up.

"Hello?"

"Allie, where the hell are you?"

"I'm out."

"No shit. I can see that! I just got home and found out that you didn't listen to me!"

"I'm two minutes older than you" Allie said "I don't have to listen to you."

"You may be two minutes older, but you're acting like you're two years longer! Where are you?"

"I'm at my old college campus..."

"You're an idiot! Why are you even there!?"

"I'm there to confront the person who tried to kill me."

"What?"

"Val, the person who tried to kill me was one of my professors."

"I don't believe you!"

"You'll believe me when you see it on the news..."

Allie hung up and Valerie heard the dial tone. Valerie started to look angry as she looked at the Marshalls.

"She's at her old college campus" Valerie explained "She thinks she knows the person who attacked her..."

"Does that person work at the campus?" Mary asked.

"Yes..."

"Come on; we need to get to the campus before it's too late" Mary explained "You need to give us directions..."

The three of them ran out of the apartment to save Allie Stevenson. What they didn't know was that Allie wasn't the one who needed to be saved.