Beep...beep. 1 message received. I take my handphone and read the message.

Hi Saleem , lets have a reunion at Genting Highland this weekend. I feel like I am walking in the air. I really miss all of my friends since our last meet on the graduation day. Seconds turn to minute, minutes turn to hour, hours turn to day, days turn to month and months turn to years, they must be different people now. For guys, some of them maybe richer, smarter, more handsome than me where as women must be gorgeous than their nerdy looks during school life. I am so eager to see them. However... Oh my God! I have an extra class for my students. Oh, but that is okay, I will try to manage my time so that I have ample time to reach there on the dot. On that day, in my class I cannot concentrate to my lecture. All the sweet memories with my friends lingering in my mind. When the class end, I rush to my beloved BMW and drive it passionately to the destination. My eyes start watery, my head become so heavy, and I keep yawning for every half minutes. I cannot stand it anymore. I am so sleepy and exhausted. Thus, I turn on the radio and keep singing alone in the car along the way. Hem...what a nice journey to have someone to accompany me here in the car to cheer me up, to talk with me and to make this boring journey more fun. I whisper to myself. Out of the blue, I see a breakdown car beside the road. It is a blue proton Saga car. Wah, what an old car still be on the road. Should I stop to give a helping hand? No, I do not have enough time, just let any other noble guy to help that person. As I pass that old car, I am so surprised. My sleepy eyes ogle and my mouth open widely. I push the break paddle immediately and I stop at the side of the road. Wow, what a beautiful creature on this Earth that I have never seen before. I smiled to myself. As I get nearer to that lady, I could see her beautiful shining eyes, a black long hair, red wet lips alike Angelina Jolie, and of course her hot shaped body really attract me.

She is wearing a white long dress and that make me feel that like I am standing in front of Kate Middleton and of course I am the Prince Williams that comes to help.

Do you need any help? I ask her. My car suddenly breakdown and I do not have any idea what is going on. She reply. I check her car and unfortunately the engine condition is very bad. I offer her to send her back as she is on the way to go home. I try to help her to bring her big and heavy luggage into my car, but she refuses harshly and she insists to take it in the car by herself. We have a very friendly chat together. I feel quite weird when she prefers to sit at the back. But I do not mind her choice. As the time pass by, my eyes still staring at her via side mirror and out of sudden my car air conditioner fail to function. We need to open the window to let air to come in. As the wind blow, her beautiful long hair blow away. I am so flabbergasted, when I notice there is a small cut at the side of her neck. I ask her about it but she looks very uneasy to answer. To make thing worse, I could smell a strong blood odour from the back. Then, I remember about the bag and that makes me more suspicious about her. I could see my hair standings on their ends, and my heart beat faster than normal. Something bad will happen. I try to think how to escape from her. I get an idea and I suddenly break at halt. I said to her that I have hit something and I asked her favour to check what happen outside. I take that opportunity to drive away and left her behind. At a distance I remember that her bag is still in my car. I really want to know what is in that bag. So, I stop and rush to open the bonnet. I open the bag slowly my legs feel like jelly when I see the bag is filled with a woman dead body that has been cut into pieces. I feel traumatized and run quickly into the car. While I trying to start the car, the engine fail to function. I am in a big worry as it is a very quiet place. However I feel relieve when I see a car is coming nearer. I try to stop the car and I have been stunned when look at the driver is THAT LADY. That lady laugh like maniac at me and I scream like hell. Suddenly, there is somebody touch my shoulder. I try avert the hand and I hear my name been called.

Saleem, wake up. What happen to you? You are screaming and sweat ing a lot. Do you have a nightmare? Oh, by the way Sally call you just now, she wants to tell you the reunion at Genting Highlands has been cancelled. I feel so relieve, actually it is just a dream.

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