As she ran, trying to escape, she tripped and fell to the ground. The wetness from the heavy rain falling from the sky made the pavement slippery. Watching him get closer and closer, she tried to crawl backward but turned around and saw several men behind her. The man emerged from the shadows, blocking her way. There was nowhere to run, and "can you really run from fate?" she asked herself for a moment, thinking about it. "No matter how hard you try, it will catch up to you."

The streets were barely lit by the dim light of the lamps, their flickering only emphasizing the surrounding darkness. It was a gloomy night. The rain continued to fall from the sky, making the whole situation even worse as she began to feel cold. It was early fall, and the rains had just started to get colder, with temperatures dropping every day. She knew something like this could happen but could never imagine being attacked on her very first day returning from her new job to the bus stop. She had just moved…

Dark eyes, black hair, an expensive suit, and bloodstains on his shoulder. But the blood didn't seem to belong to him. His expression was blank, and he remained calm every time she looked at him and at the three men who were behind her. She started shaking in fear. She had never been in a situation like this before. Her whole life had been calm, except for her middle and high school years.

"You. Get up. Or my men will do it for you," he commanded in a rough voice.

With trembling hands, she quickly got up. The man in the suit with the bloodstain grabbed her hand and yanked her sharply, forcing her to follow him.

"Where are we going?!" I asked, my voice shaking with fear.

"You'll find out soon enough," he replied with irritation in his voice.

I thought, maybe I should resist. Maybe this time, I'd be able to get away. But I was too afraid. He led me to a black car, opened the door, and said, "Get in. Now."

I quickly got into the car, trying not to anger him. It made no sense to fight back. Three more men followed us, and all of them, including the man who had been speaking to me all this time, looked much stronger than me. And they probably had weapons. Without a doubt.