Wow! I still can't believe it ... 7 comments !!! * nachLuftschnapp * I have no words!

But I can tell you one thing: Thank you !!! I was really surprised that the first part went down so well ... and I pray that you will like this part too! Because I have to say, unfortunately it won't be that exciting. But it'll come back, I promise!



Part 2



I spent the entire Sunday outside in the fresh air. In my heart I was dominated by a panic that kept me from being alone in the apartment.

For a long time I sat under a large chestnut tree and watched five happy laughing children who were absorbed in their football game. They were so happy ... I envied them!

Again and again I was haunted by the terrible pictures of the previous night. They burned themselves into my mind. And the last words of the figure echoed in my ears: "You cannot escape me ... will not escape me ... never!"The same words that were later on my mirror.

"Get out of here! Leave me alone!" I exclaimed desperately, clutching my long brown hair with both hands. The children stopped their game in amazement and looked over at me suspiciously. A crazy! Sure, that's how it had to look ... or was it true? Did i go mad? Taking a deep breath, I leaned my head against the rough bark of the tree and let my eyes wander through the air. There was a faint crackling sound next to me. Immediately an icy shiver crept through my skin. Slowly, my heart pounding, I turned my head to the sound ... The sheets of the newspaper that had been left rustled slightly as the wind brushed them again. It was just a newspaper !!! "Now I'm driving myself crazy! It was all just a bad dream and the writing on the mirror ... a hallucination on my part! It can happen that you are not quite fit in the morning!" I calmed myself down and picked up the fluttering magazine.I looked at the printed paper in disbelief. My eyes fixed on a headline that made my blood run cold:



Already the sixth dead person who was cruelly murdered in his own bed



The unknown murderer has struck again. His youngest victim, 20-year-old law student Dan. B was found dead in his bed yesterday. According to the police spokesman, the cause of death has not yet been determined, but it is suspected that the young man has slowly bled to death. As well as the six similar deaths, Dan also possessed. B Countless deep flesh wounds all over the body. The only question is why Dan, who was apparently surprised by the murderer while he was sleeping, did not wake up from it! The police are also puzzled.



With dull eyes I looked at the small photo, in the upper right corner, on which a young man was shown with a sympathetic smile. So this was what he had looked like ... before!

I dropped my hand weakly. The newspaper slipped from my trembling fingers and rustled to the floor. A sudden, strong breeze of wind blew the gray paper over the stony footpath.

It wasn't a dream!



I sat wide awake in my living room all night because I knew as soon as I fell asleep he would kill me too! I had kept myself awake by all means ...



I stared hard at my math book. The numbers blurred before my eyes. Sure, nobody could concentrate in the seventh lesson, but for me it was different. A leaden tiredness enveloped me in her beguiling cloak of darkness. No! I had to stay awake! Slowly, with shaky legs, I rose from my seat and headed for the door. It looked like she was moving away from me. Looking for support, I supported myself on the white limestone wall. "I have to go to the loo!" I mumbled softly and ignored the questioning looks of the teacher and my classmates.Outside, in the pleasantly cool school hallway, I leaned against the hard wall next to the classroom door, breathing heavily. A broken fluorescent tube flickered restlessly. Yes, that couldn't distract me either. Exhausted my eyelids fell shut! Sleep. I had to sleep ...

“Hey you!” A finger tapped my shoulder “Are you okay?”

With an effort I opened my eyes again. In front of me was a skinny young man with messy black hair. I hadn't noticed earlier that he was also in the hallway. I looked at him with a pained smile. "Thank you! Everything OK!"

The other person looked at me skeptically. "Sure ?!"

What should i answer? I felt totally shitty ... but the reason for my discomfort was so unbelievable! He would certainly not take me seriously!

I don't know why I did it, but I told him the full story. Everything! About my dream; the writing on the mirror; the newspaper and even my fear of falling asleep.The young man didn't interrupt me. Only his expression changed. But not to a mocking grin. No, his face turned thoughtful.

"And now you probably think I'm crazy!" I whispered sadly at the end of my story. The other person shook his head slightly. "I believe you! I just don't know how I can help you, but maybe some friends of mine will know what to do!" he just said, grabbed my arm and put it over his shoulders. Supported by the helpful young man, we left school. Outside, on the street, he suddenly stopped. Then he surprisingly put a hand around my tallie and pulled me to him. "What's your name anyway?" he asked curiously. A faint, unsteady blush rose up in my cheeks. "Y ... Jule!" I stuttered confused. "U ... And you?"

"Gohan!" he replied and at the same time I felt that I was losing the ground under my feet ... But not because I was dizzy.It was up to Gohan ... He could fly !!!



Well, at least a familiar face in this FF! * g *

I don't think I need to say how happy I am about your opinion, do I ?!