Chapter Two: Trouble
The man is sound asleep on the guest bedroom. Aly was sitting beside him, watching him carefully if he might need a little assistance.
It's lucky I rented a two-room just in case.
Not much do than monitoring him. So she left the room, leaving the door open.
She headed to her room, sat down in her desk and opened her laptop, resuming her unusual business.
Two hours later, she shut off her laptop. She stands up and left her room. She walked by to the guest bedroom to check. He was still asleep. She smiled a bit since he sleeps like a child.
She grabbed her jacket and left.
Aly tends to have a night stroll in London. She loves the tranquil silence. Regardless of the news, it doesn't scare her…
Until something… or someone was watching her.
Aly, unaware of the presence, was humming a tune from her iPod Nano. Then she heard her music going a little haywire. "What the…" She said, shaking her iPod. "Come on, what's wrong with you?" The sounds are starting to break, no matter what she did.
She shut off her iPod and took off her earphones. "Great… Now I need a new one." She moaned, crossing her arms.
Then she felt an uneasy presence. She looked around, no luck. No one is near, but why does she felt a presence?
"Hello?" She called out. No response. "How rude!" She huffed.
Suddenly she felt her body stiffened. Each move she tries to do, she can feel intense pain. She was helpless. No people are around to help. What is she going to do?
Something grabbed her ankles and she starts sinking to the hard as if she's trapped in quick sand. She couldn't scream nor could she do anything.
She's going to die.