There's a silhouette of a girl that resembles a cheerleader in the back of my kitchen. I thought she was a ghost at first. But then there's a news of a girl that was kidnapped. That girl was reported to be a captain of cheerleader.
A week later, I was here, in the police station, because that girl was found in my freezer. They say I am The Killer.
I knew I am not. But why, why is did she look feels so familiar?