Chapter 8

Freya's POV

The journey from Brooklyn to Irving Place is quite long. After four stops, I reached the last stop, where I alighted and ran away from the crowd to the nearest alleyway.

It took me five minutes to walk before I reached Christine's place, in which I spent every minute of it in fear.

   "This monster stole away my peace", I mumbled to myself, as I approached the front yard of the building.

Every shadow looked like a monster to me, and every standing tree and shrub looked like a beast to my eyes.

I tried to open the door, but failed miserably; Christine would've never changed the password to unlock the door without telling me since she knew I visited her whenever I wanted to anyway.

After trying three times, I decided to try calling her number.

  Without delay, I dialed her number and it rang, five different times without her answering the call. I was confused about what was happening, it was 8:54 pm, Christine