Evening all i hope everyone is well, i'm so sorry for the late update I've finally caught up with much needed sleep and just getting over the flu, the kittens are doing really well and running around the place. Thank you all with being patient with me and i hope you all enjoy this chapter.

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Chapter 34.

January 25th.

He stood on the left hand side of the parking lot, hiding in the shadows watching the front of the building, he watched as people came tumbling out, he watched as they chatted and laughed with each other obviously drunk before making their way home. He smiled a cruel, twisted evil smile as he thought just how easy this was going to be. His eyes scanned the crowd like a predator looking for it's prey, As he watched everyone making their way out of the parking lot he caught movement to the right of the building. He steadied his breathing as he focused his eyes, adjusting to the darkness, he saw an out line off a shadowy figure.

A tip he picked up a few years back, along with walking so quieting that no one could hear him; along with hiding so no one would see him, that is unless he wanted them to know he was there and if he did, than it meant that it was already to late and he wasn't going to let them go. All of this combined made him even more dangerous. He focused his eye's using the moon light and what little light the street light from the end of the parking lot gave off, his eye's slowly adjusted to the darkness, until what he was seeing was no longer an out line of a shadowy figure, instead was a shape off a young lady, he focused a bit more concentrating on the lady until he could make her out perfectly. She was slim build with auburn curly hair that rested just above her shoulders, she wore a short black dress with tights, a pair of knee highs and small jacket. The more he focused on her the more he recognized her from earlier in the night, he knew that when she first turned up at the bar she was with a group of girls but as the evening went on it was just her, he also knew that she had sent most of the night chatting up nearly every man there at the bar including himself, he hated woman like that, he didn't understand them. He smiled to himself as he watched her, waiting for when she would leave, hoping she would be by herself so he would be able to follow her and finally get the release he so desperately needed, especially after all the shit and hurt he had to go through tonight.

As Amy walked out of Dixie's the cold icy air hitting her full on making her eye's string and water at the same time, she pulls her jacket tighter around her, an attempt to keep the cold at bay as she watches others leave, she watches as they laugh and chat together.

Amy looks around, turns and walks over to right. She leans back against the wall of the building as she starts to feel a bit light headed as the effects from the alcohol she had drunk earlier start taking effect making her feel more than just a little but tipsy, she takes a couple of deep breaths in and out as she lets her mind drift back to earlier in night. She had agreed to go out with a couple of girls from work, she didn't normally go out after work but after breaking up with boyfriend earlier in the week she decided to throw caution to wind and to enjoy herself for once. The night started out fun, she enjoyed chatting, dancing and having a few drinks with girls that was until she fall out with one of the girls over something so stupid, something that she couldn't even remember now. Due to the fall out the group of girls decided to go somewhere else leaving Amy by herself, which in turn had lead to her drinking way more than she had planned and she was pretty sure she had made a fool out of herself, not that she could re- call much off what had happened but she did remember talking to a few guys that hanging around the bar.

Amy feels as if she is being watched she looks around but can't see any one, the parking lot is empty everyone has gone home, she now wishes that she had left earlier with the girls as at least than she wouldn't have to walk home alone in the cold; in the dark. She has seen the news just like everyone else and knows that there is a killer out there and that the police have been warning people not to be out alone, with this thought Amy decides to call her parents to see if they are able to pick her up, she reaches inside the right pocket of her jacket pulling out her phone, but one look at her phone and she knows all hope of getting a lift is gone as her phone is dead. Dammit she mumbles to herself Knew I should of changed the damn thing earlier. Sighing she puts her phone back into her pocket.

She looks around the parking lot it is empty as far as she can tell, she knows she can't stand here all night and seeing at it's only about a 20 minute walk home and she is staring to sober up a bit, she decides to start the short walk, pulling her jacket tighter around her she crosses her arms in front her and moves away from the wall. She walks across the parking lot and out onto the street, glad for the street lights giving off a bit of light, she turns left on the street carries on straight before turning right at the end of the road.

He watched her from the shadows, he watched everything he saw her looking at her phone noticed that she didn't make any calls and he watched as she walked across the parking lot and onto the street, he watches as she turns left glad that she is alone. He takes out a pair of black gloves from his coat pocket, puts them on as he moves out of the shadows to follow her.

The silence of the night is almost deafening only the sound of her heels clicking against the cold concrete and the beat of her heart echoing in the night are the only sounds she can hear as she turns right at the end of street. A shiver runs down her spine, the hairs on the back of neck stand up as she gets that same overwhelming feeling that is she being watched. She stops and stands still, listening but hears nothing apart from the sound of her own heart beating so loud she is almost sure it's going to beat right out of her chest. She turns to look behind her nothing, there is no one there. She concludes that her imagination must be running high either due to the amount of alcohol she drunk earlier or the silence of the night, but still she can't seem to shake off the feeling of being watched. She takes one last look around just to be sure but still she sees nothing; no one. She turns back and starts walking only this time she walks faster until finally she breaths a sigh of relief as she sees her street in sight, just ahead past the alleyway the leads to the park, she slows down just a bit glad of the fact to be nearly home. A breeze brushes the hairs on her neck; it felt warm. "Don't turn around...please." the voice was low, the whisper sent his breath right into her ear.

"what..?" Her voice sounding hoarse.

"Hello, Amy." He stretched out her name, enunciating the syllables as if talking to a child, flattening his body against hers. She felt something sharp digging into her ribs, her eyes darted to either side but she couldn't see anyone. She replayed his words in her head. How did he know her name, her stomach dropped, her mouth suddenly dry. "i'd like you to take a few steps into the alley there." He said, his voice calm.

She wanted to vomit but she remained motionless, mute, as he whispered like a lover in her ear. "please..." She croaked,tears fell onto her cheeks and lips. she knew she should shout, surely someone might hear her, run to the nearest house, anything, but she couldn't.

"I can see I'm going to have to be more direct." His voice dropped to a low rumble.

It was then that she knew who he was, he was the eyes she had felt watching her in the parking lot, the shiver that run down her spine when she turned right at the end of the street. As the knife punctured her skin she realized, that she recognizes his voice, she knows him; spoke to him earlier at the bar. Her bladder let go. The warm urine socked her underwear and tights. He put his arm around her waist, her feet barely touching the ground as he walked her towards the alleyway. She had never felt so small in her life. "please...please, don't do this." Amy didn't recognize her own voice, her words slurred, her breathing labored. She fought to stay conscious as he lifted her into his arm. The street lights fading, she tried to cry out but could make no sound, all she could hear was his voice whispering in her ear.