Clean up job

Date: 6/19/2017

my husband/partner and I found a room in a mall that looked like someones living there but there was a lot of pictures of me. a stalker was living there and he found us in there. we were so scared. some things happen it was a blur, but the stalker jumped over a ledge and died. the stalkers wife is keeping us at this point but she doesnt know what has happened yet. then I check my email and a notification came up. confirming for a guy to 'pick up my prints' which to me means to 'clean' my mess. somehow this feels super familiar to me. then outside, I start to hear faint dragging sounds and someone rolling down the garage door closed. I think the guy has come to dispose of the body and save me. because at this poit I start to feel safer.