Being a witness to all the murders wasn't easy, and Officer Nathan Cole was of no help either. You knew if you kept your damn mouth shut Mona'd leave you alone. But the feeling that she'd come back ate at you...

One call wouldn't hurt...

Grasping the phone, you held it to your ear, breaths coming in ragged. "911 what is your emergency?"

It rang out in the room like an ominous omen, you question if you should reveal what you saw. Too late to turn back now.

"I'm... a witness," you say, the operator paused. "Come to your nearest police station."