First message
“The Police are currently on a nationwide search for The White Rose Murderer, no description given at the moment, possibly male, targeting women in their early twenties to late thirties, please be on alert and aware of your surroundings at all times.”
“God they’ve been playing that all week, when they gonna give it a rest Simon?”
The woman flicked the tv off the news fading into a black screen, she picked up her cat, rubbing under his chin. “Simon” read on the fish shaped tag dangling from the collar. She walked towards her bedroom, she had a big project she had to settle. She set Mochi down on the bed, before crawling into the bed.
19 Hours later
Her shoes had long since been abandoned, her chest was pounding as she’s darting through the alleyway, The wrong shortcut home left her being chased by a massive man in a mask, the rain was pounding down, her wet hair clung to her face, she couldn’t see the rain was too heavy. Just in the distant corner an abandoned warehouse.
Inside she was hiding between broken pallets and the wall, pushed all the way against the concrete wall, her heart racing, she flinched covering her mouth the moment the rusty door flung open hitting the wall with a loud bang. Between the slates, she watched as he searched the warehouse, before he disappeared from view, she breathed out slowly,trying to listen for his footsteps.Time felt it was passing so slowly, she was just about to peak.
“That’s such a nice hiding spot you’ve got there.”