Shivers ran down my spine as I thought about the last shooting incident,.

Brandon was dead. Nothing unusual had happened recently. And yet, this place was too quiet, too isolated. If something were to go wrong, I'd have no way to call for help.

I glanced over my shoulder. Nothing.

Was I just being too nervous?

Shaking my head, I forced myself to focus, and kept walking.

However, the feeling of being followed grew stronger and ...