“Jakob... Has the photo...solve it all. I love you.”
Krystal was running the streets at her fastest pace. She could feel her lover, she could hear her in her mind talking plainly but with a need. Jocelyn was close and if she could just go fast enough she could reach her before...
Before what? Why am I running?
Taking in her surroundings Krystal stopped and realized she was face to face with the brother’s home. The three were watching her from a window. No smiling, no movement, just their lifeless expressions fixed on her.
Why are they acting so weird?
Krystal when up to the door she rarely knocked on and pushed to open the door and enter. The sound of the door opening was eerily silent and almost didn’t even seem to make the air move. It was as if the air itself seemed frozen, numb
