Lost Memories | A Liskook Adaptation

Chapter 9: My Capability

The second victim's name is Ara.

Ara has had the feeling of being stalked by someone recently.

But it was an unconfirmed feeling, and she had no proof of it. She felt that the police would definitely ignore her case if she reported it.

She's a sales associate at the company's perfume counter; has fairly good pay and lives independently. It's just that her shifts end late at night every day: the mall closes at 10pm, and after she finishes checking the transactions for the day, it's 11pm by the time she arrives home.

The stalker usually appears on her way home from work.

In the long and shadowy alleyway, and the narrow corner void of people, she always hears steady footsteps following her at a distance. But whenever she turns around, she sees no one.

"Could it just be a coincidence that someone passed by?" an officer asks.

She shakes her head.

She's certain that those footsteps were from the same person.

But Ara wasn't too nervous about it.

She's quite pretty and is used to being pursued by quite a few admirers ever since she was young; there were a couple who wouldn't give up. So she thought maybe this was also one of her admirers and it wasn't a big deal.

Furthermore, if he really had bad intentions, she wasn't afraid either. She usually carried pepper spray in her purse. She had great reflex, confidence, and had never been taken advantage of. If he dared to do anything to her, she would definitely be able to protect herself and call the police.

With that in mind, Ara kept herself alert of the stalker, and tried her best to get off work at the same time as her colleagues. A few days later, she noticed that the stalker stopped appearing

He must have backed off

Therefore, she didn't take it to heart.

It was Wednesday.

It was 11:30pm when she left the department store. Her colleague who usually took the same way home as her was out of the country, so she headed home by herself.

But she didn't care much.

Nothing happened on her way home; she picked the routes that were well lit with street lamps, and didn't hear any footsteps following her.

Her home was on the third floor. It was already late at night, so the corridors were quiet. To her surprise, all the lights on the second and third floor were out. She sighed and fetched for a small flashlight and keys from her purse.

She opened her apartment door while humming a melody .

The instant she opened the door, shivers ran through her whole body.

It was because she heard another person's breathing; deeply and steadily.

Standing at a place very close to her.

Ara's body was completely stiff as she turned her head.

At the side of the corridor with many stuff piled up, a tall man was standing with his back leaning against the wall; silently and unnoticeably.

Ara could feel all the blood in her body rushing to the top of her head Her heart pounded heavily. She dashed into her home!

But it was too late.

The man bbed her by the waist and covered her mouth with one hand, preventing her from calling for help.

The door slammed shut behind the man. The lights switched on, and she was dragged into the bedroom by the man. She struggled with all her might, but it only made him grab her harder. Her tears were flowing out of fright When she raised her head, she saw the pair of eyes behind a black mask.