The light in my darkness ?

Caroline's point of view

Weak and breathless; I walked out into a busy city, with my head down. The sun was down or at least where I stand. Though the place was cool, I was burning up.

I walked out unto the pedestrian cross and lost my balance. A few cars stop honking their horns at me but I couldn't move.

I saw the station a few feet away, couple men jump in cars and rode off at full speed.

That means I've run around the city, good God.

I broke down crying, forgetting about me being in the road.

I felt someone helped me up, it was man, so I pulled away from hm.

"Don't! touch! me!" I said, suddenly with strength. I run across the street and into the department. I knew I look a mess, but so what? I need to know if the man is dead, if I have to go to jail, I will not, but I need to know if I killed him. If he is dead, one down. He won't rape another one, I will maybe receive my punishment by him haunting me.

"Chief!" I barked, looking around. A few of them rush towards me but one signal them to stop.

"Come with me, I'm Matthew, are you alright? No, that's a stupid question, you need a doctor."

He slightly touched my arm and I wondered if I should squirm.

"Follow me."

I followed behind him, up a stair case, observing him. There is just this air around him, I can't put my finger on.

He knock on a door and someone answered.

"Come in."

He opened the door and the chief was down cleaning up broken glass.

"Boss, are you okay? What happened? You should have called someone."

"I'm not disable Matthew, what-?" He stop what he was doing and I looked at his face closer.

Wait don't I -

"Call Talat and let him know Caroline is here." He gathered the broken glass and I noticed it was a lamp. It must have fell off. That wasn't my problem.

These curly hair, I've seen this same hair, except it was much blacker, not mix

"Have a seat, you need a doctor, you look like you are going to block out any moment now."

Sure, sure, my eyelids, arms, especially my fist and legs were fighting me.

I sat on a black seat and looked around the office. It shows rich. Billions, but simple, why be so rich and yet such a simple office worthy of hundred thousands? I calculate the sofa, desks, chairs, and coffee machine. There ain't much in here.

He offered me a cup of coffee but my hands were so weak I couldn't take it. His hands shook as he dialled a number on the telephone, explaining to the person on the other line, that am seriously banged up and need attention.

He was right, blood was running down my legs at this moment for the second time in my life. Hopefully it doesn't show.

He sat around his desk and looked at me.

Yes, now I know Where I know you from

"You usually visit when I was a little girl, I know you," I said grabbing on to the memory, I was losing it because of my fuzzy mind. His hands seems to pick up speed, because it shook so much, coffee flash from the mug.

Where is Talat now?

I hit the side of my head with my hand but doubled over in pain with a scream.