[h3]Cole Taalen[/h3]

Late, I am going to be late! That was the worrying thought that was going through Cole's head as he moved his way to Doctor Stanton’s building. Waiting eagerly for his cab to reach his destination as he looked at his watch. 7:53 PM, "Frick, I am going to be late," Cole said under his breath. This would be the first time him being late, and right now, it would be nice to have someone to talk to about his problem. Though all he can do is wait and reflect on what caused this situation until the cab stops.    

It was another nightmare, and this one was different from the rest. Not what he experiences in that nightmare that was the cause for worry. Despite seeing her again, it was the length that troubled him. The nightmare seemed to go on longer than normal. Or what seemed to be normal for him after years of having them. This time f it felt like it went on forever before he finally woke up in a nervous sweat. All the while, she was watching him, of course. She always watched him during those nightmares. Even somethings say something that he now can understand. But, this time, she was just quiet with an oddly big smile on her face. 

She and that smile, that frickin smile. Cole does not understand. What does she even mean or represent, and these accurse nightmares mean as well? Some underlying unknown element of his psyche, and all he wants is these nightmares to end and her gone. Yes, getting help combined with fighting it his way did lessen the nightmares. They still haunt him, and this latest one made it rather difficult to fall back to sleep. Good thing he did not have work today, or that would have been miserable. So he had that going for him, at least. 

Though he should not have gone boxing today, yeah, it felt nice to start going at a punching bag and let loose but, his lack of sleep combined with his regular bout of boxing just made him more tired. Which after getting back to his apartment. Cole was just going to lay in bed for a bit and rest his eyes. This short rest that was meant for ten or thirty minutes turned into a four-hour nap. Cole had no problems sleeping then, and when he woke up feeling a little refreshed. Did he realized that how late it was and that the therapy session was going to start soon. So he quickly made his way out of his apartment, making sure to lock the door and flagged down a cab.                  

"Finally," Cole said softly as the cab finally arrived at the building. Making sure to pay the cab driver before leaving and power-walked towards the building. Not bothering to check his watch as he made his way forward. Stepping inside and went to press the button for the elevator. Waiting for the elevator to arrive, and took the time to check his watch. 7:58, "uh, I am actually going to make it." Sounding surprised, he thought for sure he was going to be late. Guess things worked out despite the bad feeling he has. Cole started to relaxed a bit, Taking the time to crack his neck before the elevator arrived. Getting in and punch in the level for Doctor Stanton’s office. Leaning back at the wall of the elevator as he waited for it to reach the office. 

Once he arrived, Cole stepped out and noticed that only Mia. Is she late too, and where is everyone? Then that bad feeling he felt became more prevalent and but, he tried his best to ignore it. For what could be so wrong to warrant such a feeling? Walking to Mia, "Hey Mia, and do you know where everyone is?" Then he heard voices coming from Stanton's office. Curious, Cole elected to investigate before Mia could respond and what he saw stunned him. 

What remained of poor Doctor Stanton and just stood in place as soon as he saw the remains. Like a statue with a look of fear on his face. Then through the shock, he tried to force himself to think and wonder. Who or why in god's name would anyone not just kill the doctor but also arranged him like this. Cole moved forward in order to see what message was left behind. What in god's name does that mean, and what is the point of this?!! Is this whole display a message, and to whom? Nothing makes sense.   

Cole, at this point, decided to look away and lean against a wall. It was clear he was scared. His breathing was tense, and after a moment of silence, he spoke up. "We...we got to report this to the cops. They need to know about this and find whoever did....this." Then he remembered that Mia was still in the hallway and probably unaware of what has happened. Shaking his head to focus and he forced himself to walk back to Mia. With a scared expression on his face, "Mia... it's Stanton, he is dead, and I am pretty sure you do not want to see the body."