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Genevieve was unaware that Carter had been anywhere near where she'd been. She didn't know that he had broken into Catherine's apartment. She was still shaken from finding the dead body. Of course, the police questioned her, considering she was the one to find the body. She was freaked out, so her answers to them weren't exactly the easiest to understand but she still managed to answer their questions. Of course, the questions really didn't register in her brain right now, being so freaked from finding the young girls body. Not to mention that the image was still really fresh. Which meant that everytime she blinked, the image would flash behind her eyelids. She shuddered each time.

She was aware that once the questions were over, that a cop had offered to take her home. She'd shook him off, telling him that she could make it back there on her own. She was sure he was rather skeptical about it but she assured him she would be fine. Besides, she didn't want to go home just yet. No. Right now she wanted to get high. So she tracked down her usual dealer and paid him what money she had and got a few pills. She took one of each and then sat down, letting them kick in. Once she was sure that she was sufficiently medicated, she pushed herslef up and then moved, heading back off for home.

By now she had a key to the apartment, which meant she didn't need Catherine to be there to let her in. She moved inside the buildig and up to the floor Catherine's apartment was one. She slid the key into the lock and slipped inside as quickly as she could, closing the door behind her. She wasn't shaking now but that had to do with the fact she was high. She had the rest of the pills tucked into her back pocket. She stopped off in the kitchen and got herself something to drink before carrying the glass for her bedroom. She was sure that Catherine would likely hear about this, knew the woman would likely want to check on her at some point. She just hoped it was either later after she wasn't high or she didn't notice.

She opened the door to her room and slipped inside, closing the door behind her. She flipped on the light as she kicked her shoes off and then moved for her bed. That was when she froze. There, on her bed, were pictures. Pictures of the young woman who's body she had just found in the park. Her eyes went wide, the glass from her hand slipping and crashing to the floor, shattering into hundreds of pieces. She began shaking again, that image being seared into her brain even more. But wait, there were other pictures as well. She glanced and paled as she saw pictures of...herself! Oh god! Someone was watching her! Her heart pounded in her chest now as she was still frozen in place from fear. Someone had been in here! Someone had somehow gotten into the apartment, into her room, and put those there.