The cold breeze brushes against her skin leaving behind hard goose bumps. Her palms are sweaty, knees tired after a long days work. Her shirt is sticking to her back. It causes discomfort.

While walking she was stopped by the strange rustling in the bushes. It's midnight. 

She turns around and looks into the bushes only to see two red glowing staring right back at her. "Ah! " A cold hand grasps her hand, it feels sticky against her skin and very cold.

A tall pale red haired man stands up from the green. He has a tight grip. Her muscles are frozen, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING! "

There was something seriously wrong with his head. he had one horn. Her eyes widened in horror, "W-WHAT ARE YOU, " It was too late to call for help. The man had staring eyes and a huge grin the had nothing to do with humor.

He pushed her against a tree, hard. He was also dirty and smelled; the sour old smell, sewage.

He tore off her sleeves and pulled out a knife

He stares down at her bare chest, the other side of his pale mouth twitched and for a moment the smile on his face looked almost natural. "Gorgeous."

He shoves the knife into her thigh, she screams automatically. "SOMEBODY HELP ME! "

The monster grins wider and pushes the blade deeper into her flesh. Blood spurts out all over him. His gray tongue slid over lips, "I will enjoy you. "

He had a soft, low voice that reminded Mika of an Undertaker.Slowly pulling the knife out of her bone, he touches her long dark hair. He had dreadful teeth. The smell of his breath sicken her.

It smelled like old blood.

He pressed his mouth against hers hard, his sharp teeth cut her tongue. They were more like teeth of an animal, Her body feels heavy.

He pushes a finger into the wound, the pain was Unbearable. Her eye lashes fell over her eyes like a curtain. Then. darkness.

She gets up from the cold ground, it's still night.

Her clothes are torn, she's embarrassed.

She scans her surroundings first, there was no sign of the man.

She starts running, and continues until she reaches to her home. Breathing heavily, she pulls out the key from underneath her carpet and opens the door, then slaps the switch turning on the light. The wound has closed.

she heads to the bathroom, silently trying not to wake up her boyfriend, Nazai.

Mika was beginning to feel sick all over again. She turns on the tap and closes it, it was fine. She could just see the water, pink beneath the layer of thick pink foam. She turned off the taps and took her clothes off.

They smelled like the rapist.

The water was cold, colder than anything she had ever felt. It was like ice.. She steps into the tub letting the water slide over her legs and stomach. It left coldness in her stomach...