At a distance she recognised her father's car. Her speed increased, and she somehow dashed into the car, severely injuring her head. She lay motionless, unable to get up, and fainted.

"Wake up Sasha, wake up", exclaimed her father. "The car's perfect, we can head home now." The girl slowly opened her eyes and was amazed to see her father alive.

"Dad, you are...", she couldn't continue further.

"Yes... what happened", asked her father.

"Nothing... lets go home", tensed, Sasha said, and his father drove off.

It was 11.30pm. She yet couldn't figure out what happened to her the previous night. She couldn't sleep. Everything appeared nonsense to her. As if it was a nightmare. But she noticed something strange on her left knee. There was a deep scar which she had got during the most mysterious time of her life. If it was a nightmare, then the scar shouldn't have existed.

Then what was it? She was totally confused.

After a few minutes, the little girl kept aside her thoughts and have a good night's sleep.

She was about to sleep; put the light's off and suddenly saw herself amidst the road, where all those mysterious things were happening last night. Now it was something serious. She was all alone on the same road. It was deserted and chilly. From a distance the same freaky madman was coming. The same scary look., the same torn clothes, and the same bushy beard. As the madman came closer, Sasha saw the same butcher's knife on his left hand. This time the little girl faced that madman. She stood there like a brave little kid. Her heart was still pumping fast. She could hear her heartbeats. Still she stood there quietly, controlling her fear.

"Sasha, Sasha...", shouted her father from behind.

In a mist of time everything was back to normal. She was back in her own cosy room. Her father asked, "you weren't asleep, I guess?"

"Oh, no... I wasn't just fell dizzy," replied Sasha. "We have to go to the hospital, they have called again, it seems your mom wants to see you," said her father.

It was midnight 12, and they were going to the hospital to meet the girl's mom. They were travelling through a deserted and dimly lit road. It was a tough rugged one on the edge of a cliff.

The father drove steadily in a gentle speed. Suddenly there appeared a strange man with a burnt face in front of the car. The father saw it and immediately turned the car to his right. The speed became so much that the brakes failed and it headed towards the edge of the cliff. The father couldn't control and the car didn't stop!