With a start, she woke up from her sleep. Oh my God! It was a nightmare again. She switches on the bedside lamp and looks up at the clock on the wall it is just 2:15am. She had only slept for two hours. This doesn't happen often to her but when it does it keeps happening until she gets the message. They come in different forms but the ones that scares her to death are these ones, that come in form of a nightmare. There are sheets of printing paper piled up on the chest of drawers close to her bed. She had been working on a big story that would hit the media soon. She had worked on a few investigative cases some months back and has finally settled for her passion- story writing. She scatters through the sheets, looking for an unused one and is able to get a single plain paper. She opens the chest and picks up a pen and starts to scribble what she saw but it is not working. Her hands and body begin to shake. All her senses are alert, it is as if the scene is replaying right in front...