Anna In Danger

Fully covered in blood, Anna slowly opened her eyes. Her vision was blurred, and she felt disoriented. She could hear two men talking nearby.

Man 1: "Let's just wrap it up before anyone notices us."

Man 2: "But first, we need to transport her to the headquarters."

Anna struggled to focus, and to her astonishment, one of the men was Josh, the friend she had made at the park. Her head throbbed with pain, and with a trembling voice, she managed to say, "Jo... Jo... Josh... Ah..."

Both Josh and his companion turned their attention towards Anna. She continued, "My head hurts so bad..."

Josh gave a sinister smirk and approached Anna. He knelt down beside her, and she was tied to a chair in her own room. He menacingly pulled out a knife from his pocket and brought it dangerously close to Anna's face. In a chilling whisper, Josh said, "Hey, Anna, how are you?"

Anna glared at him with anger in her eyes and demanded, "What do you want? Why are you doing this to me?"

Josh, his tone a strange mix of anger and twisted friendliness, replied, "Look at those pretty eyes of yours. I might just cut them out."

He continued, "You've heard about the increasing murders in our neighborhood, haven't you? Do you know who's behind those killings?"

Anna remained silent, her fear and confusion mounting.

Josh let out a chilling, sinister laugh and declared, "It was your friend, Josh."

Anna screamed, "YOU ARE NOT MY FRIEND!"

CLANK!

In a fit of anger, Josh slapped Anna hard. She didn't flinch, her resolve unbroken. She cried out, "You are a bloody murderer! We were never friends!" Tears streamed down her face, but her defiance remained unshaken.

Josh's menacing scream echoed in the room, "I'll make you regret what you said just now."

He approached Anna, his voice dripping with malice, "Also, what's his name... Oh yes, Porsche." Anna's heart skipped a beat as she heard Porsche's name escape from Josh's lips. She was paralyzed by shock.

Josh continued, "You were having quite a time with Porsche, weren't you?" Anna remained in shock, tears streaming down her face.

Josh's tone turned twisted as he confessed, "It took me about a month to know about you. I stalked you because I liked you." He added, "Do you think it was easy for me to follow you around, the whole month?"

Anna was overwhelmed by a mix of fear, anger, and disbelief at the sinister revelation.

Anna, still in shock and her voice trembling, managed to say, "Porsche is my friend. We are nothing more than that."

Josh responded with a chilling laugh. Anna's anger flared, and she shouted, "You are a PSYCHOPATH!" 

In a fit of rage, Josh fiercely pulled the knife towards Anna's face, leaving a small wound on her cheek. He then menacingly held the knife closer to Anna's eye, causing her to tremble in fear.

With a terrifying tone, Josh whispered into Anna's ear, "I thought you were different. I thought you would understand me. But you are no different from those BITCHES whom I killed."

Anna's heart raced as she struggled to comprehend the danger she was in, trapped with a deranged individual who believed he could find understanding and solace through horrifying actions.

With quick thinking, Anna noticed her chance for escape as two men entered her room to untie her. Her trembling hands reached into her pocket, grasping her pepper spray. Fighting her fear, she managed to stay calm.

As the two men were nearly finished untying her, Anna swiftly retrieved the pepper spray and sprayed it directly into their eyes. They began screaming and writhing in pain, calling for help.

Josh, who had been standing nearby and talking on the phone, panicked as he saw the chaos unfold. He rushed toward Anna, but she acted fast, spraying the pepper spray into his eyes as well. He fell to the ground, incapacitated by the searing pain.

Anna rushed out of the room, slamming and locking the door behind her. She noticed a man standing outside her house, adding to her anxiety. Hurriedly, she made her way to the kitchen where the telephone was kept since her mobile phone had been taken by Josh.

In a state of panic, Anna dialed Porsche's number, desperately seeking help. Meanwhile, inside her room, Josh was struggling vigorously to open the locked door, growing increasingly desperate himself.

Anna desperately called Porsche, tears streaming down her face, whispering to herself, "Porsche, please pick up my call."

Porsche, initially disturbed by the call in the middle of the night, considered ignoring it, thinking it might be Ken. However, as the phone continued to ring, he reluctantly answered it. He heard Anna's voice, but before she could speak further, the telephone was abruptly taken from her hand, and the call ended.

Porsche's mind was racing with questions and concerns as he pondered the late-night call from Anna.

Her voice had sounded distressed and tearful, which only deepened his unease. He couldn't shake the feeling that something was seriously wrong. Why had she used the telephone instead of her own mobile phone, as she typically did? Porsche knew he couldn't simply dismiss this as a random occurrence. He decided that he needed to take action immediately.

".........."

Josh dragged Anna back to her room, his grip cruel and unrelenting. He forced her into the chair once more, binding her tightly in place. Anna's anguished cries filled the room, tears streaming down her face as she endured the pain.

Desperation welled up within Anna, and she pleaded with Josh to release her. His response was chilling, punctuated by a disturbing laugh. "It feels so good to see you beg me," he taunted.

Holding the pepper spray menacingly close to her face, Josh demanded to know whom she had called. Anna, trembling in terror, remained silent, her gaze fixed on the pepper spray inches from her eyes.

Josh, struggling to conceal his rage, spoke with a veneer of politeness, "Tell me whom did you call when I am asking you nicely." The pepper spray remained perilously close to her eyes, ready to strike.

In a moment of sheer desperation and fear, Anna screamed, "I CALLED PORSCHE."

Josh's sinister smile sent shivers down Anna's spine as he exited the room, leaving her alone with her overwhelming fear. He retrieved a large blade from his bag, causing Anna's heart to race with terror. Her eyes widened as she watched him meticulously clean the blade with a tissue, all while dread weighed heavily on her chest.

In a horrifying act devoid of hesitation, Josh approached one of the men who had been writhing in agony from the effects of the pepper spray. With a single brutal motion, he stabbed the man, extinguishing his cries and ending his suffering.

Anna stared at the lifeless body before her, her expression vacant and emotionless, though tears continued to flow silently from her eyes. She felt an overwhelming sense of helplessness and dread in the face of this chilling brutality.

Turning her gaze to Josh, who stood there with his malevolent smile intact, Anna could see no trace of humanity in his eyes.

Josh's unsettling actions had left Anna in a state of shock, rendering her speechless and trembling with fear. She could only watch in silence as he approached her, his hand softly tracing over her head, a twisted form of intimacy that sent shivers down her spine.

With a cold, calculated tone, Josh broke the silence, his words chilling the air around them. "I am sure Porsche will come here for his one and only friend. He won't leave you alone." 

Anna's heart pounded in her chest as Josh brought the bloodied knife menacingly close to her. The terror she felt was almost suffocating, and her fear only intensified as Josh spoke with an ominous certainty. "But this time I'll make sure he leaves you alone here."

Unable to contain her shock and fear, Anna reacted on instinct, slapping Josh across the face. His twisted smile in response sent a chill down her spine, and then he left her alone in the room, her fate hanging precariously in the balance.

On the other hand fueled by worry and determination, Porsche got out of bed, dressed quickly, and grabbed his car keys. He knew he had to go to Anna's house and check on her. The odd call he had received from her, with its rusty and tearful tone, had shaken him to his core. He couldn't bear the thought of something happening to his dear friend.

Arriving at Anna's house, he couldn't shake the strange feeling that hung in the air. Something didn't seem right, and a sense of foreboding weighed on him heavily. His heart raced as he approached her front door, fearing what he might find inside.

Meanwhile, Josh's cunning mind was in action. He swiftly instructed his team to vacate the premises as quickly as possible. They dispersed like shadows, leaving behind only Josh and Anna inside the house. 

Porsche stepped out of his car and approached Anna's house. He pressed the doorbell, but there was no answer. Growing increasingly anxious, he called out Anna's name, his voice echoing in the silence, but there was still no response. His heart pounded with worry as he realized something was amiss.

As Porsche anxiously stood outside Anna's house, Josh emerged with Anna in tow. He held her firmly holding a Revolver in one hand, his eyes filled with menace, and issued a chilling threat, "If you say anything stupid, first I'll kill him and then you." Anna, overwhelmed by fear and tears welling up in her eyes, remained silent, her heart pounding in her chest.

Porsche's voice echoed through the air as he shouted, "Anna!" He anxiously awaited her response, hoping to hear her familiar voice. Anna, tears streaming down her face, was torn. In a soft, trembling voice, she whispered to herself, "Why did you come? You should have left me alone."

After wiping away her tears, she gathered her courage and approached the gate. Porsche, sensing Anna's presence, drew nearer, their worlds colliding once again.

With a sorrowful voice, Porsche pleaded, "Anna, let me in. Let me see if you are alright." Anna turned to face Josh, her tears falling freely as she beheld him holding a gun, its ominous barrel aimed at Porsche, who stood outside, oblivious to the imminent danger. Struggling to control her trembling voice, Anna stammered, "I... I... Ah, Porsche....

To Be Continued.....