Nyla Eleanor a young woman with a master's degree in criminology, had an overflowing passion to study serial killers and how their minds worked. Nyla who was now working as a police officer with her team of five people, was assigned to a case named...
She ran away barefoot away from the parking lot, She didn't want to stop, she kept thinking if she had gotten far enough away from him, but she couldn't go far, she was hurt. Her knee was Bleeding, she was scared, she was in a miserable state. Her heart was beating fast, even tho she was doing her best to calm herself, she knew it didn't work. Her hands trembling, she decided to hide in a small corner for the time being, limping as she did, desperate she was to stay alive. Sobbing, she didn't know what to do, everything was going to end, nothing was looking up for her, she prayed to be saved. She had to get help, she had to live, she wanted to. As she got up, she was in pain, but if she stopped now, nothing was going to change. Making her mind up she decided to stop hiding and look for help, it was a dark hour, late in the night. She walked slowly, staying alert. It was quiet, all she heard was her heart beating faster and faster, she couldn't hear anything except it, it seemed like she was all alone. She kept running and running for a while, taking faster steps as she went, she was about to step onto a busy road full of cars speeding but she backed up just in time, trying to process what had just happened it could've been the end for her, taking a second to catch her breathe. She gulped, her vision was blurry, wanting to cross the road, but she wasn't feeling okay. Just then she saw a young man, she decided to ask for help desperate. The man noticed that she looked unwell and gave her a hand, helping her. She thanked him, but he knew something wasn't alright, he looked at her and saw that she was hurt, he asked her if she was okay and if she needed help. She couldn't take it anymore, breaking down in tears, telling him everything, that a man was after her trying to kill her, and everything that had happened. He decided to help, offering her help. Finally, things were looking up, she found the hope she had lost, thanking him as he helped her walk. Walking a few steps she looked around, It looked like a quiet area, it was dark, "Where are we going?..." she said breathing heavily something didn't feel right. "Where are we going?....what do you think?" he said looking at her, he didn't look sweet or kind anymore, something changed in him. Staring at her, she started to back up slowly, looking at him desperate for an answer. She was taken aback, when he started laughing hysterically at her, saying "You really don't know?" "You're way dumber than I thought" "Don't you remember me? We met just a while ago remember? " He looked scary, as if a devil was born into this world, he looked cold, unhearted, like a monster, his eyes filled with hatred, a sense of murder filled them. She knew it was him. Gulping as she backed up, her heart racing faster, she was scared, terrified. Taking out a knife he looked at her, a wide smirk appeared on his face. She was back at the start again.
"CHRISTINE!" Bruce yelled looking for her, time was ticking and a life was in danger. Was she gonna make it out alive? Was there more to this? Only time will tell the outcome.
Reader, Prepare yourself. This is not the end. In fact, this is the beginning.
You
listen carefully
this is the part where my game starts, Whatever you may think of me, isn't right. I will always be a step ahead. The lives I want taken, will be taken. Blood that needs to be spilled, will be spilt. A predator doesn't lie low.
I am the predator.
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