I walked alone wearing pants and shirt that fully covered my body at night, so of course, that didn't stop a creep from following me along the way.
I turned to an alleyway where a single light-post flickered the suffocating path, eventually the light burnt out into the darkness, the eeriness of silence made the atmosphere unbearable.
I continued walking and stopped after reaching a dead end, I couldn't climb the high wall and what's more is that there's not a single footstep heard, but I could sense the insatiable lust creeping up to me.
Suddenly, the light flickered momentarily that revealed fragments of his stretched shadows, the moment I noticed, he pounced on me and I turned my head back to look at him, and it was too late.
I smiled, thinking how easy it was to lure rapists this way.
Among tenths of thousands of women who tried to reach out to me, I've killed 499 people, from rapists, pedophiles, today marks the "500th." I pierced my silver edged stiletto deep to the creep's heart, puncturing through his back as his eyes dilate.
"M----ercy." He gagged out blood that dripped down like flood.
"Mercy?" The audacity, it pissed me off and I leaned closer to his eyes that followed mine, "Go fuck yourself." With an annoyed smile I stabbed deeper, his eyes deluded and soon perished.
Women fear rapists, and so rapists fear me. I wiped my stiletto using the fabric of his shirt, in my shirt the tiny amount of blood he splattered on me wasn't visible but I always make sure I wouldn't raise a suspicion.
One wrong move and they will know who Medusa is.
I left his body down the dark alley, climbed up the high wall that blocked me with ease and landed down easily.
I walked past the darkness and lights ahead shone, as I continued reaching that light, I was greeted by the festive lights of a bustling street, people walked left and right, unhinged of the fact behind me is a deceased person.
But why do we celebrate Chinese new year when these chinese people stole our island? Hindi naman sa pagiging racist, pero bakit?
I looked at a flashy clothing store, it looked like an ukay-ukay type with a sale of 50% off displayed just above the open-air store.
"How much are these?" I took the hanger off and compared the black shirt against my petite body, "500 Pesos po ma'am." The lady answered and I gave a thousand bill, assuming the short was cheaper I also took one and turned around, walked away with my matching black shirt and short.
"Ma'am 800 po yung short."
Bigla akong napahinto't umikot ng kinaroroonan, "Huh? Bakit mas mura ang short?" Bulong ko, anong logic sa mas onting tela na ginamit pero mas mahal?
"Tawad ma'am." Ngiti ko't hinarap ang tindera na may kilay ng tindera sa aming canteen, manipis, masungit, at peke.
"Ma'am, holdaper po ba kayo?" Nakatingin lang sya sakin, "Bat po?" Medyo aligaga kong tanong.
Tinuro niya lang ang mukha ko't napatingin ako sa salamin, naka paring pa din ako ng bandana simula ilong pababa, tanging mata lamang ang kita sakin sa tuwing maghhunting ako ng mga rapist.
"Di po ma'am, nakalimutan ko kasi mag mask. Covid."
"Anong covid? 2024 na! Walang masama sa pagiging pangit kaya ibaba mo na yang face mask mo. Mabait ka naman siguro."
