Hope packed up her bag and pulled out her security badge. She scanned it on the exit door and waved goodbye to the receptionist.
She'd landed herself a nice little office assistant job at a pharmaceutical company a few blocks from her apartment. She felt really lucky to have gotten a job so soon after arriving. She was in her third week and was coming along nicely. The walk back to her home wasn't far, but as usual she took a detour.
She entered the alley and all the memories of the night she was nearly attacked came flooding back. She came here every day and leant against the cold brick wall. Not to reminisce about her narrow escape.
To think about him.
Those eyes.
She didn't really believe that he'd be back. But she hoped. In a way she was wondering if maybe she would be attacked again, he'd come to save her. But it was dark wishful thinking. She'd never seen him again.