Chapter 2 Horribly

"Not really, it's just that her movements caught my attention."

"She seems to be younger than us."

"Yeah, I guess so."

Without realising it, their irises moved with the stranger's footsteps.

Standing right beside the uncovered coffin, her tears began to well up. A white handkerchief was dabbed onto her already wet cheeks.

After removing her sunglasses, she looked at the figure that had been lying stiffly inside the coffin. Unable to contain her sadness, her tears broke out again, drawing the attention of the other servants to her.

Lucas, who was wearing a black tuxedo, suddenly appeared and walked over. His arm reached out to her shoulder. He rubbed his palm on her shoulder several times to calm her down.

Inevitably, there was jealousy raging in Charity's chest when she saw Lucas' attitude towards the woman.

The woman could still be heard sobbing as the new group of mourners began to arrive. Lucas immediately pulled her hand away from the wooden coffin and allowed the other mourners to pay their last respects.

Louise and Charity's gaze still couldn't leave Lucas and the strange woman.

"I think Lucas knew that woman very well before." said Louise as she looked at Lucas's hand that was clasped tightly in the stranger's hand.

"And with Lucas' sister of course, but who is she? Why is she related to Lucas' family?"

"I don't know. It's hard to explain, should we find out?"

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Louise glanced around the church room after the prayer, she found that the church room was rather quiet, there were only a few people who were still there, while Charity had gone home early. It was decided to leave the church and head home as soon as she realised it was late at night.

Louise repeatedly tried to start the car engine but the car still wouldn't start. Losing patience, Louise finally got out of the car and checked.

Louise could only grumble after discovering that not only the car engine was having problems but also the tyres were flat, so she kicked the tyres hard. Louise got back into the car to get her bag and some important things,

Brukkk....

Louise was startled by the sound of something falling on the roof of the car. Fresh red blood mixed with black feathers appeared through the windscreen. She closed her eyes so hard that she had to swallow her saliva. Overwhelmed with curiosity, Louise opened the car door to look.

"Crow?"

A dead crow fell slowly, leaving a trail of blood on the windscreen. A rancid odour stabbed her nose.

With her face turning white, Louise moved away from the car. A heavy sigh accompanied her steps to find a place to stay around the church area.

As she travelled along the slippery road, she felt the air rustling, the leaves rustling, the crows cawing and the dogs barking like wolves howling. The atmosphere of this night seemed so tense to him.

A dark shadow moved so fast. Louise glanced right and left. Nothing. Feeling that someone was stalking and watching her, Louise suddenly looked back.

Within a considerable radius, her nets picked up signals of the danger that was stalking her. A man dressed in dark clothes and wearing a silver-coloured mask that completely covered his face was standing and staring at her with sharp, blazing eyes.

She traced every inch of the man's body, and before she knew it, there was a fiery red axe clutched tightly in his left hand, like an angel of death to him. Realising she was in danger, Louise immediately ran. The man with the axe didn't stay still, he also ran to get his delicious hunt tonight.

The cold air pierced her bones, her breathing instantly became irregular, and it was as if Louise could hear her own heart beating fast.

Seeing the rows of used jeeps that filled the large field area, Louise inevitably chose it as a stopover place to save herself. Under the undercarriage of a yellow jeep, she hid.

There was a faint sound of shoe prints and an axe being deliberately swiped against the jeep's bonnet to attract its prey.

Pranggg....

There was the sound of a tin can being kicked against one of the car's metal frames.

With beads of sweat already soaking every curve of her body, Louise smothered her own mouth.

Suddenly there was silence, and no sound could be heard.

For a moment, Louise peered under the jeep's undercarriage to confirm the presence of the terrorist. The result was nil.

Feeling that her hiding place was no longer safe, Louise decided to get out from under the car. Her body was squeezed between the bodies of the large jeeps that were lined up neatly as she stepped out.

One step... two steps... three steps...

Four steps...

The terrorist appeared before Louise with a piercing look in his eyes. It threw out its red axe, hoping to quickly immobilise its prey. Suddenly Louise felt her body freeze in the silence of the night.

Eits... But no...

The terrorist's axe throw was a FAIL, it only managed to hit the metal roof of the jeep even though it was only a few inches away from Louise's head.

Without warning, Louise ran away again. Unwilling to see his would-be victim escape, the male terrorist did not remain silent, he moved quickly to pull out the axe that was stuck.

On the run, Louise could still hear the masked terrorist whistling as if calling out to her.

"Ahhhh!!! Take it off!!!" screamed Louise as the terrorist was able to catch up with her and even pulled her hair so hard that several strands were pulled out from the roots.

One of the man's hands switched to reach Louise's neck. He gripped Louise's neck tightly, causing Louise's body to be lifted up as if reaching the ceiling, Louise's feet no longer on the ground.

While her fingers were busy fighting back, the terrorist tightened her grip even more.

Eventually, a kick from Louise right in front of her vital organs made the terrorist release her hand from her neck.

While the treaded terrorist was still moaning in pain, Louise ran away from the junkyard jeep area.

Without a second glance, she continued to accelerate her footsteps, moving away in an uncertain direction.

Unfortunately, in the midst of her escape, she tripped over a large rock and a piece of glass stuck right into her right thigh. With a gasp, Louise tried to get up but her leg was already in pain and covered in blood, making it difficult for her to move.

It seemed that the man with the axe was already taking another step towards her.

There wasn't much Louise could do, in her desperation, she picked up a rock as a lifeline and could only hope for help to come.

"What do you want exactly? Arrrrghhhh..." screamed Louise while blinking her eyes as the flash of the axe was already blazing in front of her eyeballs.

The beam of light coming from the car's headlights suddenly illuminated the darkness. Repeatedly, there was also the deafening sound of a deliberately honking horn.

Slowly opening his eyes, he could no longer see the man with the axe who had been standing right in front of him. It was as if the man with the axe had completely disappeared.

A head poked out from inside the car whose face was familiar to Louise.

"Lucas... Lucas... please help me... Save me... Please..." Louise sobbed.

"It's safe... You're safe Louise, I'm with you. What just happened to you?!"