Nicolene Greer

This man just stared at me.

He was medium billed.

wearing a checkered jacket.

I was in shock, I suppose, and I was kind of ranting.

And I took the keys in my right hand and I reverse walked to the front of the house I was staying in.

As I got to the little path in, I just stopped and I said to him, what do you want?

The other guy was still in the driver's seat, staring across at me, doing nothing.

They had the engine of the car turned off.

I had my engine off, so there was no noise.

Every place was dead, like no lights on in any houses.

And I said to him, what do you want?

Like that, I roared at him.

And all he said to me was one word.

You.

You.

And I said to him, you're not getting me.

You're not getting me.

And as I got to the front door, I turned the key, opened it, closed it behind me and fainted.

I don't know how long I was there for.

But when I woke up, I crept up the stairs in the darkness on all fours, went into the bedroom I was staying in, looked out the window and they were still there.