Darkness, that was all I could see, it was almost like I was blind. I don’t know where I was or who took me, the last thing I could remember was coming back home from the party.

I winced in pain as I try to adjust my sitting position, the floor was hard almost like I was sited on a rock, my body hurts I could feel pain everywhere, I tried to figure out what was wrong with me when I heard sounds, heavy footsteps someone was coming, the footsteps became louder and louder it was coming close to me.

My heart pounded hard as I smelt a strong cigarette odor the smell was getting stronger as the footsteps were louder, I gasped when I felt a huge hand on my lap.

“Good morning princess” I heard a voice, I could figure out the person was very close to me, and as he spoke a strong hint of cocaine hit me.

I could feel my body shivering as he kept his disgusting hand on my shoulder.

“Get off me, don't touch me” I shouted while moving from him.

“Don’t shout at me princess, I brought you a friend” He said while caressing my cheek, then I felt a warm watery skin on my cheek, he caught me off guard when I felt his hand on my tits gently massaging and squeezing them, I let out a sorrowful moan when he squeezed them harder. his hands felt rough, it was hard, he took no mercy while he was squeezing my tits, and when his left hand squeezed them again, I felt pain, a kind of pain I couldn't describe.

“stop, please stop, I beg you please stop it," I said for the ninth time.

I felt disgusted this man was touching me everywhere, I wanted to run, I wanted to push him off me, I tried using my hand or legs but I figured out both my hands and legs were tied. I felt hot tears escaping my eyes, I tried to stop myself I didn’t want to think about what this man could do to me next.

I have gone through a lot since I was little, and I was never loved or cared for, My parents died when I was Five I was been adopted by a family, and no one loved me they hated me. Sometimes I wished I was never born, I wished my mom killed me in her womb, and My stepmom uses every opportunity to insult and abuse me, I always wondered why she adopted me, she hated me, am sure she must be happy that am gone.

The only people I had were my friends, They were the reason I even went to that party, I use to think all humans are vile and wicked until I met them, there we were the only people that cared for me.

I was brought out of my thought when I felt his hand go down to the edge of my gown.

God, please don’t let this happen, I promise I won’t drink again, please stop this from happening I begged silently as I sobbed.

he slowly raised my gown, his disgusting hand massaging my thighs softly, as I felt his warm breath on my neck, then I felt his tongue licking and sucking my bare skin, I bit my lips to stop myself from moaning, he was about yanking my panties when a scream distracted him from what he was doing.

I heard him stand up, his footsteps were heavier.

“I told you to f**king stay outside”. He shouted, I felt bad for whoever he was talking to, all I could hear were screams and cries.

The next thing I knew I heard a loud sound beside me, someone was there, and the person cried silently.

“Don’t worry princess, we will continue when I get back” He said his voice like a thousand glasses crushed. His footsteps became far and far

I didn’t want him to come back, I wanted to run, I need to get out of here as much as I hate to say this I want to go back home.

Home I said to myself while a tear escaped my eye. A home is where a family who loves one another lives, a home is where families have stupid pointless arguments yet they reconcile, where there is love and happiness, I don’t have a home, where I lived wasn’t a home it was hell.

FlashBack.

“I'm sorry, please let me go” I sobbed. “you're hurting me,” I said to my stepmom. She dragged me by my hair not caring about the pain she was causing me, and she pushed me to the floor, My face made contact with the floor causing my head to bleed, I tried to adjust my position but I ended up hurting myself But it seems like my pain wasn’t affecting her she was too busy getting another bottle of acid.

“You dare bring a boy into the house” She shouted while coming towards me.

“We..we.. we.. had a project together, I didn’t even.” Before I could finish explaining I felt a burn on my leg, she poured the acid.

"I swear I didn't know he was coming, I had no idea mom, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry” but all my pleas fall on deaf ears I was getting punished again just like every other day. I had no idea Robert was going to show up, we had a project I told him we will do in school but he didn’t listen to me.

This happens every day, sometimes I wished I could wake up dead, my stepmom will get angry and lash at me, I wasn’t allowed to go out, from school to home that was how my life was, being abandoned by my mother was the worst thing that happened to me, I thought she loved me, I thought she cared for me, I thought she will always be there for me. Mom always promised forever, but forever was just a lie, a facade.

Death would have been better than the life I am living, I wish I was dead.

Police station. The day was just the same just like other days, sunny and bright.

Emily's P.O.V.

“What is the update on the case?” I asked.

“There hasn’t been any update ma'am, we haven't been able to find out anything, the other officers are following the trail from the beginning”.

“Okay has the post-mortem arrived,” I asked while taking a sip of my coffee.

“Yes ma'am, it is with the doctor”.

I walked to the mortuary, and a strong bad odor hit me, all my years as an officer I never got used to this. The mortuary was big, it was quiet and dark the only shed of light was the small bulb right across the room, the white tiles all around the room made it look creepy, dead bodies all around the room with tags on them, some bodies haven't been claimed yet. The doctor stood in front of the body holding the reports.

Doctor Andrew is in his mid-thirties, he is dark, body built he has a frown on his face, and he had a straight pointed nose, I would have liked him if he wasn’t completely bald.

“Officer Black,” He said.

"Doctor, Good morning".

"Morning".

“Doctor what do I have to know about the body?”.

He let out a breath before speaking.

“She died between 2 am-3 am on the 3rd of this month, her death was brutal”.

“She died three days after her kidnap, why did he wait for three days until he killed how was she killed?" I asked.

“ if you look at the marks on her body,” He said while pointing at her hands and shoulders. “The victim was raped but the marks on her hands show that she was tired but she tried to struggle, she was drunk I found traces of alcohol in her blood, she was raped multiple times to the extent her organs got damaged”.

“Any DNA or sperm particles or fingerprints found on her body”.

“no, she was cleaned with alcohol after the rape”.

"The rape led to her death".

"No!."

“What led to her death?”.

“Internal bleeding and she was strangled with a rope to an extent it crushed her windpipe”.

“How old is she?”.

“fifteen years old”.

“Could you give the file containing all the information to Officer Lewis”?

“Yes, ma'am”.

This was the fifth case this week, Girls have been murdered every week, and The city wasn’t saved anymore, I was worried about which kind of psycho will do that to someone, who murders brutally. I felt sick in the stomach, I felt disgusted. The police station was covered with posters of missing people, some were found dead while some are still missing. The killer has been on a run for a long time, we have tried everything to look for him, it is like he knows how to get away from things, he never leaves any evidence, not even a single mistake. A few weeks ago a body was found in the well, she was found naked, and people complained of a strange smell coming out of the well.

I was on my way to my office when I saw officer Lewis, Lewis drinking a cup of coffee and flirting with one of the security guards.

Lewis is tall he has this serious aura around him, Lewis didn't smile much, he isn’t muscular nor is he body built, he is slim, he is soft, and sensitive, Lewis couldn’t stand the sight of blood, he became an officer so he could get justice for his sister and other people that we’re killed just like her. Lewis tried a lot to get to his sister’s killer’s but he couldn’t get to them, he never wanted any officer to join him in the case and no one did. I had no idea what they did to her. Or who were the people I tried asking Lewis a few times but he didn’t give me an answer and after some few years he stopped tracking her killers and gave up?

“Hey,” I said getting his attention. “collect the information regarding the body from the doctor and get me the file containing the information about the missing girls”.

“Sure ma'am”.

I entered my office, it was spacious, there were files scattered on the wooden desk, the walls are painted navy blue, photo frames of great officers hung all around, a huge couch right across the room, a carpet in the center, everything in the room matched the painting. My nameplate was beautifully kept on my table.

Miss. Black.

I preferred my first name “Emily”.

We haven’t been able to find out about the body, It has been a whole week since no one has come to claim the body, I was arranging all the files when I heard a knock.

“come in."

Officer Lewis came in, his beautiful blue eyes looked tired, and his eyes said a lot, one could read his mind just by looking at his eyes, his shoulders were high indicating he was tensed and stressed, he came close to me, and I could smell his scent, he smelt like roses.

I like it.

“Ma'am here are the files,” he said while handing them over to me.

His breath smelt like mint my inner voice said.

"You look stressed ma'am". He said.

"Just been a very tough week, Any missing case today”

“no ma'am”.

“any information about the body and any information about the girl that got kidnapped”.

“No information about the body”. He said while taking a seat. “Sara knight got kidnapped, her parents are coming tomorrow so we can get more information about her”.

"Any information about how she got kidnapped".

"Not yet ma'am the officers are on it, the last people that saw her are being questioned".

"What are we missing?, Why is he always ahead of us?". He just looked at me, he didn't say a word, just inform our informers we need to know more about this kidnap”.

“Yes, ma'am”.

Today has been a hectic day, the media is making a fuss out of this, Sara the daughter of one of the richest businessman got kidnapped last night, and we still haven’t been able to stop all the kidnaps that have been happening all these weeks, the police has been blamed for every unfortunate happening, we need to protect our people.

She sat down on the floor quietly, slowly wiping her tears with her hand, she thought what went wrong?, what does all the bad things happen to her?, Didn't she deserve happiness, she was lost in her thoughts when he came in to continue from where he left off. Her heart pounded when she perceived his scent, her heart as if she ran a marathon. She wanted to run away, she wanted to hide from this devious monster.

“Oh Sara, my beloved Sara,” he said while coming closer to her, the strong smell of Alcohol hit her nostrils, she could perceive his perfume, he smelled like vanilla but in a terrible way, almost like vanilla mixed with a hint of weed.

Sara wanted to run, she wanted to hide from him but she couldn’t, she moved back a little bit so he won’t touch her, she kept moving until her back touched a hard wall, she thought at first it was a wall but when she felt warm watery breath on her skin, she knew it was him.

She couldn’t see anything all she felt was his hands roaming on her body. She never felt this useless in her life, all her life she wanted happiness but all she got was hatred, tears, and broken life.

“Please..s..stop, Don't do this," she said.

“No”. He shouted.

"Please don't do this, I beg you, I'm begging you, stop, stop it".

He didn't care about her cries, and went deaf to her pleas, His hands went down to her thighs messaging them, then he went up and up until his hands reached her panties, he moved them and started rubbing her p***y, he took her off guard when he inserted two fingers into her and began pumping in and out of her. She hated every bit of it, she screamed, she begged, she cried but he didn’t stop. He kept tormenting her with his fingers.

She kept crying until she got tired, she tried to stop him but she was tied, she remained still and allowed him to continue what he was doing, he was about to take off her panties when she spat on his face.

“f**k, how dare you?, You b**ch, ” his voice was loud, she knew she has woken the devil.

“I'm..I'm. Sorry”.

“That won’t fix it”. “I’m gonna teach you a lesson b***h, you will never forget what happened today?". He said harshly, he used a tissue to clean the mess on his face.

He stood up roughly and left the room, she was scared, she wondered what he was going to do? , he wasn’t back for hours she started falling asleep when a thick rubber made contact with her skin, making her wake up. The rubber hit her again, she let out a scream.

She is used to being hit, it was like a daily routine in her house, everyday her step-mother would hit her, she never said anything, she attempted suicide a lot of times but failed miserably, she recalls her stepmom's words.

Flashback.

She mistakenly dropped her stepmother's phone which made the screen crack, she is so mad at me, she could hear her heavy footsteps, she was coming towards her room, she didn’t know what to do? she sat on her bed thinking about the horrible things she could do to her.

She roughly opened her room and dragged her off my bed.

“How dare you b****h? Why did I even adopt a problem like you?" she yelled, next thing she knew she felt a hot skin make contact with her cheek, it hurt so bad, all she could do was cry and beg. Her step-mom slapped her countless times, she took out the belt from her trouser.

"Take off your shirt" She shouted. Sara did as she was told, she turned around so her back would face her step-mom. The rubber made contact with her naked skin.

"I'm sorry, please stop it, it hurts, I'm so sorry mom, it won't happen again".

"Shut up, this will teach you a lesson" she hit her again, Sara was soon out of tears.

“no food for you today, you are a curse, you are useless, you are a failed product, you are a problem, your mother must be happy she abandoned you," her stepmother said while leaving her room.

She sobbed, she had no one to clean her wounds, she cried until darkness consumed her. she wasn’t given food that day nor the day after. She used make-up to hide her wounds so no one would see them in school.

End of Flashback.

“I’m back Sara, did you miss me?” He said, he was holding a whip, he kept the whip in a hot water to make it painful when it touches her. He dragged her by her neck, he pushed her on the hard floor, she landed on her face, she tried standing up but it was hard. The whip made contact with her skin again, he kept hitting her until she stooped shouting. Her body was red marked with wounds, her wrist was marked with black marks, and her body screamed pain.

"Please...please...I'm sorry. Don’t do this, I'm sorry, I'm sorry".

"We are just starting baby doll, you will be sorry later".

She thought he was done but little did she know he just got started, the beast just got unleashed, he took out the knife from the fire and laid it on her delicate skin, he placed the knife deep into her skin, which made a permanent mark on her body, she was already bleeding but he didn’t seem to care, her cries were music to his ears, he found happiness listening to her screams.

"Ahhhhhh. I'm sorry, please stop. Don't do this". Her screams soon sounded like a whisper, her body couldn't produce any more tears, she trembled, she let him keep hitting her until darkness consumed her.