I wake up. Where am I? It's so bright. Too bright. I squint as I look around, looking for anyone. I see a silhouette of someone, but I can't tell who. Walking towards them, I see it's a man. "Hello, Kaylee." He says.

"Where the heck am I?" The panic finally sets in. I begin to breathe rapidly. I'm going into a panic attack. God. But before I actually break down, the man lifts his hand to my shoulder. He smiles, and warmth comes through my body.

"You're dead, Kaylee. But you're lucky. You get to go back." He removes his hand from my shoulder and continues. "You need to finish what you started. You need to stop him."

The man begins to fade. "Stop who?" He doesn't answer. "Stop who? Please, tell me who!" And with that, he was gone.