Walking home after the party, I smile thinking back on the life I have built.

I have a new job, a boyfriend who loves me, and an apartment all my own.

Entering my home, I quick my shoes off and relax.

Suddenly, a dizzy spell overcomes me.

The room spins, and I fall down. 

I feel like I may vomit. 

I reach for the back of my head, but I feel no bump or blood.

Staggering forward a step, I fall again.

What is happening to me?

I close my eyes for a brief moment, when I hear a chuckle from beside me.

“Come on baby girl. I know you can do better than that.”

I blearily look up.

I can’t see his face, but I recognize his voice. 

Shivers go up my spine.

No. It can’t be him.

But as I hear the chuckle again, and I feel the stifling grip on my arm,

I know he has found me again.

The laughter becomes more sinister, and as my vision fades to black, I hear him growl,

“I don’t know why you try to escape. I will always find you.”