Maya

The rain poured heavily as Maya discovered an unconscious man right at the doorstep. She quickly dropped to her knees and turned him over. The first thing she noticed was the dirt. He was covered in soil, as if he crawled out from the ground. She attempted to wake him but to no avail. Hence, she dragged him into the house only to realise something was not right. It didn't seem like he was breathing. Horrified, she checked his pulse. It was faint, but at least she was relieved that he was still alive. 

"Did you drag in a corpse?" Miya walked in on Maya as she was tending to him. She startled. It was then Miya's expression changed. Upon further prodding, Miya told her twin what happened.

***

Her boyfriend was a stalker. He was possessive and obsessive about Miya. If she didn't reply on time, he'd stalk her using the application he installed quietly in her phone. He was afraid that she might cheat on him and wouldn't even allow any guy to come near her. Everything got out of control when he confronted her for being busy and wouldn't listen to her explanation. He slapped her. She stabbed him. Dug a hole. Buried him.

***

Maya's hands shook as she pulled up the man's shirt. There were no stab wounds. She breathed a sigh of relief. Miya, however, was extremely traumatised by her boyfriend that she grabbed the nearest tool she could land her hand on and lunged at him. Before Maya could stop her, she struck his heart with a fountain pen. He cried out in pain and woke up. 

"Hi, Maya. Miss me?" Maya's hand froze in midair. She blinked. Miya was gone. In her grasp, the pen bleed blood. The man smiled eerily at her. She tightened the hold of the pen and slashed at him. His grin extended outwards as his cheeks tore. He laughed and hugged her tight - so tight she couldn't breathe. She used all her energy to push him away, stab and even kick him - but nothing worked. Darkness took over her.

***

Maya woke up in her bed, screaming bloody murder. She learnt something important - to never watch thriller before bedtime. Someone pounded on the door. It started raining.