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Soon after I fell back asleep. I was alone with Cheryl and she was no longer a zombie and unfortunately she had all of her clothes back on. She assured me that she was not a zombie but there was a madman on the loose and all of the signs were pointing to me as his next victim. Cheryl and I walked to the SJU security office to see what they could do to help us. Unfortunately they were terribly undermanned and had all of their men looking for the killer and they couldn’t put a high level of concentration on our personal protection so it looked like we were on our own. We met up with Levi at Larry’s and discussed the events and how we would be suited best in protecting ourselves. We decided that we should stick together and return to Cheryl’s apartment in the Bala Apartment buildings. Her roommates were there and they were talking about how they just saw the story of these killings on the news. I thought that since the story was all over the news, I should call my parents and let them know that I was ok but still in a great amount of danger. They begged me to come home but I refused, I would not be intimidated by some psycho who was looking to slit my throat. They thought that I had a screw loose myself for not wanting to return home to safety. I believed I would have to be the one to find this madman myself if the case were to be solved. I came to this conclusion after long thought and introspection. I knew that the killer had some reason that he was after me. The patterns of the killings were attempts on my life that failed in the respect that the target was not directly hit. My friends and people around me were being murdered but this killer would not stop until he got his man. I was thinking about possible enemies that would want to see me dead. I have the ability to make people upset but nobody has ever wanted to see me dead before. It’s an odd experience to say the least. As the hours went by I grew tired again and began to nod off. During my short sleep, I saw a vision of a man, I couldn't make him out and I heard a voice monotonously repeating the phrase over and over again "Give me back my love". Soon after, Levi shook me to wake me. I was startled and told them all about the dream.

Dawn was approaching rapidly and Levi was getting hungry again. He proposed the idea that we go over the caf for some breakfast. We thought that it would be a good idea to get out and get our minds off the killings. Cheryl and I took a seat while Levi went to get a bowl of cereal. Cheryl was telling me how she didn’t think that we could trust anyone because it was a good chance that the killer was someone we know. She also included that she thought Levi had been acting shady recently. But no way could it be Levi, he’s my man. We have been buddies all the way back to the first grade. Speaking of Levi, it’s taking him an awful long time to get a bowl of cereal. I went to look for him and I didn’t have to look far, I saw him lying on the floor in a puddle of his own blood. I couldn’t believe my eyes; my best friend has just been killed. Three bodies in three days, the senseless killing had to end. I didn’t know what to do, I was scared, confused, and in terrible mourning. Things were not getting better because when I turned around, Cheryl was gone. I noticed that the door was swinging to a close. I rushed for the door and made it just in time to see a jeep speeding away and hear Cheryl screaming. I thought to myself that I know that jeep from somewhere but I just couldn’t put my finger on it. I rushed to security to tell them what had just transpired. They told me that the same jeep had been seen at all three deaths but no one had the opportunity to remember its license plate. All they knew was that the tags were from Pennsylvania. I tried to think to myself, whom do I know that owns a jeep and lives in Pennsylvania? I know that there is someone that I know that fits this description. The security officers said that I could go home because I had given all of the information that I knew. They said that they would call me if anything turns up; I was not at ease to say the least. On the walk home a million thoughts were running through my mind. I was mourning the loss of my buddies and also fearing for the life of Cheryl, she was way to young and beautiful to die. I felt rage and anger thinking of what was happening to her this moment. I was thinking of the victim’s parents and what I was going to say to them when I see them at the funerals. I felt remorse because the attacks were intended for me but it was the others who were harmed and killed. I wish there was a way I could take it all back and for this surreal experience to end. But I didn’t have time to contemplate it for much longer because I saw the now infamous jeep flying down the street in my direction. As it was getting closer, I was beginning to realize who the driver was and I knew him all to well. It was my man Chy Chy. Things were falling into place. Chy Chy was pissed that I started to date Cheryl so soon after she had just dumped him. He has always been a little possessive, and she hated that side of his personality, but never to this extreme. I knew why he was after me but I really didn’t have time to think about it then. I jumped out of the way as his jeep hopped up on the sidewalk and tried to run me down. Chy Chy hopped out of the jeep and attacked me with the knife. I knocked it out of hands and we wrestled on the ground until a security officer came up and handcuffed Chy Chy and threw him into the back of the car. The officer told me that I was being used as bait for the killer because I was the next logical target but it was imperative that I didn’t know that I was to be used as bait because it would ruin the sting. The officer also informed me that a security guard was at Chy Chy’s apartment right now freeing Cheryl from her captivity. I had to go back to the security office to answer some questions about the case and clear matters up. I met Cheryl there and was relieved that that sick bastard didn’t harm her. She was just emotionally shaken up. The officers were telling me that Chy Chy’s planned on killing me all along, just as I suspected. But the other killings were just as good to him because it inflicted pain on me. Chy Chy’s demented mind thought that if I was out of the picture than he could get back with Cheryl but nothing was further from the truth. Our love has become stronger now than ever before due to this experience.

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