Train and Troubles

You worked for a prestigious company in the city. Many years have led you to rise up the career ladder and become famous in your field. Blue eyes, dark hair, confidence, your brightness and frenzied energy inspired people with positivity and a desire to move forward.

You were walking late at night from a corporate party. You got a promotion and were given a vacation. You were walking through the park. There was a man following you. As soon as you turned around, he immediately ran after you. The fright. You're speeding up. Your shoes fail, and you fall. You crawl with your back. There's only one phrase in my head: just to escape. He's getting closer. The face is not visible — the mask hides everything. He was dressed like a military man, which was even more frightening. You rise abruptly.

You make a dash and run into the entrance, and he slowly follows you. You run into the entrance and press the elevator. The doors slowly open, but it's not empty—there's another guy in it wearing a mask. My nerves are playing tricks. Ladder. You change the direction. Up the stairs. You're running even faster. My heart is pounding, my hands are shaking. Scary. He's coming for you. One flight at a time. I just want to get to the apartment in time, and it's safe there. You accelerate and run into the apartment. In a panic, you close the door and try to catch your breath.

Come on in and go to the light switch. Movement behind the back. How abruptly strong male hands appear from behind. They're holding me close. He holds it with one hand and closes his mouth with the other. You're trying to break free and escape. But the stalker from the park comes out of the room.

— Well, did you get there, baby? The voice is low and pleased. He comes even closer.