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chilling cold sweat. He had not been this scared since he was eight years old and he was possibly more scared right now. His heart beat loudly in his temples and echoed the gush of blood in his veins roaring in his ears. He had difficulty swallowing and the room began to spin around him.
    He knew that he was having the mother of all panic attacks and he was about to pass out. The room was spinning faster and faster around him. He tried to hold onto the desk in front of him, but it turned to jelly in his hands as his grip refused to hold. He could see the floor out of his peripheral coming up to meet him and he was powerless to stop it.
    He hit the floor hard, the jar of the impact momentarily jarring him straight, but providing only an instant of sweet relief. The ceiling and the room around him continued to spin as if drawing him down the swirl of water as the toilet was being flushed and he was now being flushed away but he had no idea where he was going. He didn’t care. He just didn’t want to be here with the scary things and the evil things anymore.
    Then all was dark and quiet.
     

Chapter 3: “The Past Returns”
     
    “John? John wake up!”
    The light burnt his eyes as the world began to come into focus. He was not sure what had happened or where he was. Who was speaking to him? Why wouldn’t his eyes focus? The lights of the room were so bright that they were blocking out everything else making his vision blurry. He strained to open his eyes wider.
    “John? Are you ok?”
    “Yeah, I think so,” John said. He was surprised to hear his own voice and that it still worked. He tried to move his body against the dizzying array of flashing images in his mind. His eyes were still not wanting to focus, but they were starting to get a bit better.
    He could see that the chief was beside him and he was helping him to his feet. Several other detectives and officers in the station were gathered around him as well. He appreciated their concern but right now he felt more embarrassed than anything. He really wished everyone would ignore the situation and let him be.
    He had other things to deal with on his mind right now. Like that damned letter that had just screwed up his world.
    He grabbed the letter and followed the chief into his office where the chief guided him to a chair. He felt the world still spinning around him a bit, but he was feeling a bit better. The chief got him a bottle of water.
    “Ok, you feeling better?” Chief Michaels asked.
    “Yea, a little bit.”
    “What happened there?”
    “This happened?” John held up the letter.
    “What is that?”
    “It is the worst thing that has ever happened to me and it has come back.”
    Chief Michaels looked at him and studied him for a moment trying to decide if he was crazy or not.
    Michaels took the letter and read it through. John watched his expression grow increasingly towards utter terror. His hands were shaking a bit by the time he was done with it.
    “Is this what I think it is?”
    “Yea. He is back,” John muttered. John took the letter back from the chief and glanced at it once more. He knew that he had to confront this.
    Hello, John. It’s been far too long since I’ve seen you. You were in fact just a boy when we last met and you interrupted my special work. I have not forgotten about that, have you? I know your sister hasn’t. Do you remember the way she screamed as I slit her precious throat right in front of you? Do you remember the way you pissed in your little pants on my floor? I remember it all. I also remember how you cleverly escaped me and told the world all about my little deeds. I was just getting started with my work. But my work has continued for a long time. I want you to know that you stopped nothing! Lately the work has become monotonous and tedious. There is something missing. I now realize that I don’t have your skull on my trophy case. That is what is missing. As soon as I get you then all will be well. So sleep well