Who is that man?

Zeya went more deeper. It was her luck that the footprints still didn't vanished. After sometimes the footprints vanished. But she saw a small storeroom. She went inside silently and suddenly she fall down as someone catched her legs. Instead of being scared she caught the hands of the person who catched her legs and scratched the hands and the person leaved his hands in pain. She was sure that the person is the killer. She stood up and saw the man but his face was covered. She pulled him but the man pushed her and ran away. When the person ran she could feel his hands softeness when she scratched his hands. It was so soft that the hands she could feel that it was not a man's hands. That touch made her remember her sister. She went back to her home. When she came back she saw a crowd at her nieghborhood. She knew the reason for it. But she was confused whether the killer was a man or a woman. It was becoming very difficult for her to find more about the killer.