The note I saw in my room was sent by my uncle, but how it got there is a mystery I'm still trying to unveil. I rushed to the window, looking to see if there were any odd things there.

But everything looked plain and perfect, so I hurriedly closed the curtain, hoping that whoever dropped the letter could still lurk around.

I sat down in my room, still on edge over what I just witnessed. I tried to sleep, but the emotional rollercoaster I'd felt kept me awake. Sleep eludes me.

But the ...