Hiding my other side

'Pulling the trigger'

I've been having crazy dreams, I see people screaming and crying then someone kills them.

But that's not the only thing, what happens in my dreams seem to be real, the people who get killed to how they were killed, every exact detail.

Are these really dreams? Or is there something about me I don't know yet?

I sat at my desk at work, thinking through the last dream I had, no ones called in a homiside so maby this time it was only a dream?

Yeah right! If that happened then I would probably be going crazy. I've been having these dreams for about 6 months now and without fail there has been a murder.

I let out a sigh then started typing on my computer, this was going to be a long day.

I thought about where the last dream was, I think it was at an old factory? Maby one to be viewed and sold?

I searched up old factories in our town that were on the viewing market, I scrolled through and stopped at one that looked familiar.

This was the factory I saw in my dream! I looked and it said that there was a viewing for multipul company owners today.

I groaned a little and hoped that I was wrong about this. Yeah right.

Half an hour later we got a phone call for no other than a murder in the factory I looked at.

I got up and ran out to the car, I'm a detective, so that means I'm the one going to check a murder I've already seen happen.

I drove to the factory with a few other people, we still haven't found the murderer for the others and think that it might be the same person.

There's never any evidence of the killer left behind, not even a shoe print. We've tried so hard to find them, yet, nothing.

We pulled up outside, people started getting out of the car and getting out equipment.

We quickly get to work, I went and looked at the body, it had been killed the same as the person in my dream and the person looked exactly the same.

I sighed a little, this isn't good. If I keep having dreams like this that come true then I'm going to have to tell someone.

I covered the body then inspected the scene, as I was expecting, there was no evidence, not a single trace of the murderer.

We asked around if anyone had seen someone either walk in or out of the building but once again, no luck.

How is this possible?! How can they get away with so many murders without anyone finding out?!

--------------a few hours later-------------

We packed up our equipment and headed back to the saition, we would have to stay late tonight to look through everything, even though we knew there wouldn't be anything.

I sat at my desk, looking through the evidence I had collected, all there was, was pictures of the victim, nothing else.

I sighed and pushed everything aside, at least staying here and not being able to sleep will stop me from having these crazy dreams.

I typed up a report on my computer, feeling myself getting tired and like I was about to fall asleep.

I slapped my face between my hands, standing quickly "I'm going to get coffee who wants one?" I asked as everyone said they did.

Their were quite a lot of people so someone volenteered to help my get them.

I looked to them, it was Kate, supposedly the hottest person in the whole satiation, honestly she wasn't my type.

I nodded and started walking towards the elevator, she quickly caught up to me and we got on together.

It was awkwardly quiet on the elevator, neither one of us saying a word. Eventually Kate began to speak "so.....how's your day been?" She asked.

I knew she was just trying to break this awkwardness, thank god she did, "stressful, what about you?" I answered her question and gave her one in return.

She smiled "it's been ok, a bit upsetting that we still can't find the murderer though...." She said, sounding a bit upset.

I watched her reaction then nodded in agreement "yeah.....I just hope that we eventually catch the asshole" he said.

She looked up at me then smiled a weak smile "me to" he said then looked back at the ground.

It was quite the rest of the elevator ride, we got off and walked out, we went to the coffee place that wasn't far from the station.

We got the coffees as well as some food, we walked back and had another silent ride on the elevator.

Once we got back, people got up and walked over, taking their coffee's happily "thank you" we were told many times.

I smiled with a nod and gave out some food to a few people who looked hungry, other people coming and getting some later.

I went back to sitting at my desk, writing my long yet unprogressive report.

I kept drinking coffee to keep myself awake, no ones going to die tonight well at least I'm not going to watch it!

With multipul coffee's and a few toilet trips, I managed to keep myself awake for the whole night.

I sighed with relife as I finially finshed my work, I looked around, seeing all the sleeping people in the room.

Some where still awake and doing their work, others fell asleep while working or after finishing.

Staying so late meant we missed the last train so we had no choice but to sleep in the station.

I stretched and stood, going to the bathroom for the 6th time, I walked inside and then went to the toilet.

I washed my hands then splashed my face, when I looked in the mirror there was an evil figure standing behind me.

With a huge smirk and red glowing eyes, they said "Hello Nick"

I hope you all enjoyed the chapter and look forwards for the next, I'll try to keep updating it! Please tell me what you think and how I can improve.