CHAPTER-1

it was a lonely night, on a very dark street walking on my own. I have just finished my job and now I'm heading to my apartment, it's just about a 16 min walk from the café I work in, and I like to walk so I went with it. usually, my shift ends at 3 in the evening but today my colleague had an important function so I offered to stay for her shift too, what can I do I'm a nice person (sarcasm).

while walking I heard footsteps and two different muffled voices which mean there were two people currently a bit far behind me, I tried to act as if I didn't see or listen to them. I've tried calling john more than 3 times but it seems he is too busy sleeping or something I feel an urge to look behind as the footsteps became more clear and suddenly they stopped so I turned around, to find two men almost in their thirties or so smiling at me, oh gosh they are even creepier than 'it the clown'.

"what's a beautiful woman doing alone that too in this street at night" one of the men spoke up making me kind of cringe cuz I've heard this line about a lot of times in stories. The two men started taking small steps toward me "sir I can call the cops you, better stay away from me " I stated "Oh darling there is no cell service here" the other man said who was a bit shorter than the one who talked earlier, and no wonder why I couldn't reach john.

I turned to my front and started running and the old creepy men ran behind me, cursing under my breath for wearing stupid heels which make me less fast. praying that I would not get in their hands, that's when I heard the creepy old man's screaming, I turned behind to see what exactly was happening.

it was a tall muscular guy who wore a dark grey sweater with a hoodie type of thing with it that covered his face and black baggy tracks. after the creepy men were down he came toward but I still couldn't see what he looked like "you okay ? " he asked with a deep husky voice enough to make any girl faint down and her head on the ground. I slightly nod my head looking at the brutally bitten-up creeps.

the police siren was heard far from a distance. The guy who saved me from the creeps pulled both my hands to fit on his waist under his sweater.

" try to sync with my steps," he asks

"what the hell are you doing and why"

he slowly pulled my head to his chest, I could hear the steady beating of his heart and then a white van pulled over near us.

"get in," he said

I reluctantly got in and smoke filled the van and the last thing I remember was the guy who saved me but with a mask on. He slowly closed my eyes and everything went black, pitch black.