As I got home I was feeling very pensive. I haven't felt this nervous before and it didn't feel good at all. Why was I so nervous? Everything was all over but yet I couldn't shake the feeling off. I think I might be experiencing trauma after what had happened earlier in the library.

(Flashback)

"Shanna, are you ok-"

Shanna suddenly stood up and I unconsciously took a step back. She took a step forward and I did the opposite. She suddenly tightened her grip on the pocketknife she was holding. Shit. Was she gonna kill me?

I didn't notice it but I had reached a wall and couldn't back up anymore. Shanna was closing in the distance between us and I started to panic. No. No. Would she stab me? I prayed she wouldn't.

"Shanna… I…" I was interrupted when she pinned me against the wall. I couldn't push her off, she was a girl and I still had values. Even though I might be close to dying. I wonder what would've happened if I died? The news would report a dead body found in a library and since no one was here, Shanna would get away with it. If I was dead, everything would be over.

Why was Shanna doing this? Was she a psychopath murderer or something?

"Don't tell anyone." She warned as she placed the knife near my throat. I felt more nervous and I swallowed a lump in my throat.

"T-tell… them.. w-what?" I asked nervously.

"Just don't." She said in a cold voice. As she made the knife touch the skin of my neck. The blood from the knife stained my skin and I felt the sharp point of the cold blade. I panicked more. This was real, I could be inches away from my death and suddenly I thought about Blake. What would've happened if Blake was here? Blake… why did he have to come up in what could possibly be my last minutes of life? Blake… I wished he was here so he could've saved me.

Suddenly the sharp point of the blade vanished and Shanna released me. I sagged to the floor. I took a moment to catch my breath, I didn't know I had held it. "If you dare tell anyone.. I swear you'd wish you never transferred here." Shanna said in a haunting voice making me imagine what she would've done. I shuddered at the thought.

"Let's go Michael." She said as if nothing happened

(Flashback Ends)

I opened the door and saw Adam rushing back and forth carrying stuff from one room to the other.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Oh hey there Mike." he said as he bent over and picked up a pair of socks he dropped. He smiled at me. "I'm going out of town for the weekend, we're gonna tour in LA next week and we're gonna check the venues there and finish the paperwork you know.."

"Oh.. so I'll be staying here alone?" I asked.

"Yeah.. sorry about that but I promise next week, I'll get tickets for you to watch the concert." he said apologetically. Suddenly an idea came to me.

"Hey, can I invite a friend for a sleepover while you're gone? Just so I have someone to accompany me.." I said hopefully.

"Sure… but no funny business.." Adam said jokingly.

"I was planning to invite Blake…" I said.

"Oh… Sure.. he seems really nice you were confined, I told him that he could go home and I would watch you, but he insisted on staying. He seemed to really care about you, Mike. Is he your bestfriend or something?" He asked

"Yeah.. something like that." I said. I suddenly recalled the storage room incident and I wondered if we were more than bestfriends now.

"Sure Mike. I'm leaving tomorrow and will be back on Monday." Adam said. Today was Thursday so that meant the whole weekend, I'd be home alone. Or home alone with Blake. Adam continued to next room and started packing up.

"Oh, Adam." I called to him

"Yes Mike?" he asked as he peered his head through the door frame.

"Can you get a ticket for Blake too?" I pleaded

"Sure.. it's the least I could do for him watching you back then." he said smiling.

I immediately collapsed on my bed and my head a mess of thoughts. Blake and I could be under one roof tomorrow night and the thought of him sleeping next to me made me involuntarily shudder. But my thoughts suddenly reached an iceberg.

What if Blake didn't want to sleep here? What if he wasn't granted permission to sleep here? No.. Stay positive. I thought to myself. I soon found that I was really worn out and sleep sounded really nice. I hugged my pillow tightly and shut my eyes. Sleep instantly took over me and I was in the library again.

I was reading a book and Blake was sitting next to me. He smiled at me when I looked at him. I started to smile too, until blood spilled from the corners of his mouth. My eyes grew wide and I started to panic. Shanna suddenly appeared behind Blake and pulled the pocketknife which was impaled at Blake's back. NO. I thought. Shanna just killed Blake and suddenly she jumped at me. She pinned me to the floor and started stabbing me. The pain was like a piece of my body was taken away at every stab. I was going to die

And suddenly, I was awake.

My heart was racing and I felt like I was going to die. I was breathless and it took a while before I regained my breathing. Shit. Even my nightmares were haunted by Shanna.