Panting, she woke up. She had the nightmare again and this time more vivid than ever. It

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        Panting, she woke up. She had the nightmare again and this time more vivid than ever. It always began with her running frantically in fear for her life with a man steadily coming after her. Also, it always ended with the same dreadful scene, her choked to death and laying morbidly on the floor and an unnatural angle. Her therapist told her these dreams were brought about due becoming aware of here her mortality due to the death of her boyfriend six months ago in a car accident, and that it she could suffer and be the victim, but she knew better. She knew these were visions, and she knew she would not let it come true.

        Daysha Denise Abraham was a crime scene investigator of four years. She loved every fascinating aspect of her job and the rush she got from solving a case. Her job was her passion, her life, and some people, like her overbearing mother felt she took it too seriously.  It was quite simply her disgust with the mundane and the ordinary that drove her to this career choice, and she loved every minute of it. Her latest case was solving the murder of a housewife who was murdered in her home. Abraham arrived on the crime scene that morning with her usual cup of coffee. She was saddened by the fact that the woman had five children under eighteen, and they would grow up without the love of their biological mother. Moreover, it was in her old neighborhood in West End, near her street corner.

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“Good morning detective,” said a gloomy faced corporal, “her youngest daughter found her swimming in a pool of her own blood. Things like this sicken me” He walked off in a silent brooding manner, and Daysha hoped to God he did not pull out his gun and shoot the first person to irritate her. She walked in the room and was instantly assaulted with the foul odor of rotting flesh. She put on her mask and began her investigation of the room. She saw the normal momentums that usually adorn a mother’s room. Then she looked down at then corpse, ...

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