As I arrived at school, I could hear snippets of side conversations referring to my neighbor’s suspected homicide. “Elizabeth!” I heard someone yell from down the hallway behind me. I stopped in my tracks, turned on my heel and noticed that my friend Jessica had been the one shouting my name. ” I’m sure you’ve heard the news from last night. That shit is so crazy!” She exclaimed, as she approached me. I looked back at Jessica with confusion and concern plastered all over my face. ” Yeah, it’s crazy how the police believe that it might be a homicide. Nothing has ever happened in this small town-” Jessica abruptly grabbed my arm, studied my face and cutting me off mid-sentence. ” You don’t look well. Did you sleep at all?” She asked. I looked back at her and shrugged. “Yeah, I’m fine. I just had a difficult time sleeping last night, compared to most nights.” Jessica gave me a deeply concerned look. ” What was so difficult about it? Did you have one of those nightmares? The ones you used to have as a child?” 

    She and I are practically sisters.I nodded my head. She immediately gasped in shock and began her interrogation. “Oh my god! What happened? Who did he hurt? Did he say anything to you?” 

      As I recalled every detail from last night, I began to answer her questions. ” Well this time, it had been in the middle of the night and the moon was full. He had been standing over Janet’s lifeless body, in her kitchen- with a bloody chef’s knife in his right hand. He was covered in her blood. He then looked over at me with a grin on his face and said that I would understand why this is happening.” Jessica looked back at me with the same expression that my mom had given me. ” Liz! Oh my god! You need to tell the police! Did you see his face?” I looked back at Jessica. ” Jess, I can’t tell the police. Especially when I don’t have any physical evidence to provide and yes, I did see his face. He had blood on his chin and cheeks.” She let out an exasperated sigh and elaborated. “No, I mean, what did he look like?”

   Her question had me digging deeper into my subconscious- trying to dissect the finer details of my dream. ” He had a strong jawline and brown eyes that were a bit honey colored from the reflection of the moonlight hitting them. He also had light brown hair, from what I could see and was about six feet tall with an athletic build.” In that moment, I could tell by Jess’s facial expression that she had an idea brewing. “Excellent, Liz! You can take that information to a sketch artist and have them try to locate this guy.” I grabbed Jess’s arm and stared directly back into her emerald green eyes. ” Jess, this is not nearly enough evidence to bring to the police. They will laugh at me and tell me to go away.” The class bell rang at that precise moment- cutting my lecture to Jessica off. I let go of her arm and explained. ” Jess, we will talk about this later. I need to get to my criminology class.”