7 days

DAY 1

23:30

"NOO!! SOMEBODY HELP" the woman screams as she tries to fight the mysterious man that came up behind her. With no one around her, she desperately tries to look in a direction where she can scream again with a hope that someone within the vicinity would hear her. Within seconds, the mysterious man with his black glove manages to cover her mouth, which barely silences her scream. Fighting for her dear life, she attempts to elbow the left side of his gut in the hope to escape, but misses. As she missed the target, she becomes more terrified by realizing that the man is carrying some sort of a needle. Her eyes open wide due to the realization of what is about to transpire. The sting on her left forearms comes sudden since she was so preoccupied by the thought of him carrying an injection. Her eyes shut down slowly with the same pace as she falls to the ground.

The mysterious man quickly looks around to see whether there are any witnesses in the vicinity, luckily for him there are none on this empty dark road. At the same time, he takes a few seconds to gather his breath. The man is breathing so heavily that he needs to squat down to rest for a while. He takes off his baklava ski mask for a few seconds, as it is soaked with sweat before he quickly puts it back on. For a minute or so, he quietly stares at his victim, before he drags her into to the trunk of his Nissan SUV. Thereby, he quickly runs to the front seat of the car and drives away, but not in a high speed, just the right pace to avoid any suspicion.

The mysterious man with his hostage reaches his destination, his home in the quiet suburbs, a perfect area for families, or at least for those that have settled down. Fortunately, it is midnight, so there is no one that is awake at this moment. He pulls up to his driveway and proceeds to enter his garage, which is a part of his two-story house. Before he enters his garage, he takes another moment to look around to make sure that no one sees him. As he looks around, his eyes face the rearview mirror, looking at himself, he notices that his eyes are heavy, but they are rather filled with shame than fatigue. He quickly looks away before he brings more thought into it. In a hurry, he gets out of his car to close his garage door. Then, slowly rotating 180 degrees, he finally faces the trunk of the car, which within the trunk resides his victim. While slowly rubbing his hands on his face, he realizes that his adrenaline is still high, and his hands are shaking terribly. It takes several attempts for him to finally

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have the courage to open the trunk of the car, where she lies. A part of him whishes this is just a dream, as doubts clouds his mind. After pushing himself, he proceeds to open the trunk, but stops again. He gathers up the courage one last time and finally opens the trunk. When he sees her, he silently, but intensively says, "fuck", but then whispers to himself " I cannot stop now, I won't be alone anymore".

DAY 2