The Nonsense Mystery

Chapter One

A twenty-year-old woman sat in her room and sneezes with a shiver. Wiping her nose with a tissue she turns off her AC before heading back to her desktop. Her fingers move incredibly fast as paragraph after paragraph is produced from those pretty fragile-looking hands. Hours pass but the girl didn't move from her spot or stop her fingers from continuing their pillage on the keyboard. But as the light behind her curtain starts to glow faintly again. The girl finally pauses, she turns to look at the light blue glow of morning coming. She frowns, pushing up her glasses she massages her temples.

 "Ugh." Her honey-colored eyes had dark bags under them, and right on time, her cell phone rang. Knowing who it was, Huang An Ni let it go to voice mail and saves her documents before jumping under her covers for a nap. "Huang An Ni if you dare ignore me I will make you suffer!!" But the girl had already passed out into dreamland where she could hear nothing but the sound of silence. Her blankets wrapped tightly around her curled-up body in a childlike, insecure position.

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"Hmmm~ Hmmm~" The shadow hums to himself seeming in his own world. "*shiiinng~ *shiiinggg~" The sound of a knife being sharpened diligently fills the air. The room was dark, wide, empty... He was humming a cheery lullaby seemingly in a good mood. The person at his feet was a young girl. She was different from his previous abductions, younger, and less mature. Her face was covered in the mascara that ran down her cheeks. Her eyes were wide open while her body shook as if her body was being rattled around because her sobs were that violent. She was petrified. Her clothes were torn and ripped to shreds giving her no dignity. They only covered the most basic of her body parts. Everything else is exposed for all to see. Her body was riddled with bruises and scratches hidden under a thin layer of dirt. Her hands were tied behind her back, and her hair had been chopped off and dangled off the man's collection on his bench. Right beside the hair was her picture. And many other girls following before her..... 

When the humming stops, the man turns around and though she couldn't see it, she could hear the smile in his voice. He twirls the knife that shines under the bright light expertly. His voice was light-hearted, and friendly even as he spoke haunting words without any sense of guilt. A madman. A monster disguised as a gentleman. "Don't worry. This won't hurt for long, so be a good girl for me and stay still. Ok?" The girl began to struggle against her bindings again begging for her life, staring at him pleadingly tears raining down her delicate face. "Mmmph!!Mmmmpphh mmpphh!!" The gag prevents her words from being heard as he walks closer... And closer.... "*tat....*tat....*tat.." His shoes tap against the cement floor echoing through the large room. Her eyes were trained on the knife, her thoughts and mouth screaming only one word. Even if no one could hear, even if the world had abandoned her. She continued to scream the one word that could come to mind... No! No!NoNoNoNoNoNo NOOOOOOOO!!!!!

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"AHHHH!!" In a cold sweat, An Ni screams with tears running down her face just like the young woman in her dreams. Her body shook, her spine straightening in like a jack in the box ready to flee from the place. Her hand flies to her neck to make sure it was still intact as sobs rack through her fragile frame. An Ni was shaking like a leaf, bringing her covers over her head until she could barely breathe within the small pocket of air she reserved for frightened gasps and tears. The man's voice kept ringing in her ears with the screaming of the girl's unvoiced shouts echoing in her head. Her hand wrapped around her neck, she was almost choking herself but she was too afraid to let go.  

She was afraid if she let go her blood would flow out like the girls. It would spill across her bed and paint the room red. It was illogical, but she couldn't rid herself of the terrifying dream. "*RingRing....*RingRing" Her phone rang at her bedside table, and her tear-stained eyes slowly look over at the screen. The person was named, Feng Chun, she hesitates and blinks the salty droplets away with the help of her blanket. She reaches over and answers the phone in an exhausted and shaky voice. "Hello?.." Hearing the tone of her voice and the way her hello was quivering in the quiet room. The person who was about to yell at her for missing her deadline paused. ".......Have you eaten yet?" Their voice was the same as the person who threatened her just a few hours ago.