Nightmare Diaries
Someone Behind the Rain

At 22.45 WIB

The middle-aged woman had just come out of the supermarket buying some fast food. It glanced around the already quiet road, some of which still passed ignoring the rain that glided lightly to the surface of the earth.

He opened his umbrella and rushed home before the rain started to fall. The house is not too far away but passes through an intersection at the turn of a small alley.

Flashing aisle lights provide very dim lighting. The woman seemed not to care about the situation around the near dangerous, she immediately traced the alley. Arriving at the intersection, he was greeted by a green light that made him have to stop to cross.

Across the street stood a black-clothed figure with a face that was blocked by a suit cover. When the woman had crossed them had passed and then she was indifferent to the presence of the man. After that, the figure followed his steps slowly.

There was no suspicion at all that came to the mind of the woman until the streets were completely empty by vehicles. From the back, the figure immediately smothered his mouth.

I don't know since when, in his hand was holding a knife. Slashed the victim's neck into a reckless manner, blood flowed profusely. Seeing that he was not breathing, the figure cut off one of the girl's fingers and ate it voraciously.

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"The murder case happened again. A middle-aged woman was found lying at a crossroads with an incision in her neck and one of her fingers missing. This incident took place when the rain hit the earth, the night around 23:00 WIB."

"It is expected for pedestrians to go home immediately, so as not to experience the same incident. The police team is trying to capture a target who is still gray in existence. Please cooperate and thank you."

The woman in her twenties closed her loudspeaker and entered the dressing room to wear formal clothes. Instead of remembering about the terror of the murders that occurred lately made him have to work odd jobs until midnight. The case this time is really draining his energy in investigating the anonymous mastermind.

The rain welcomed the earth. Naturally, if the sky will often be wet because it has occupied the rainy season in the middle of July. He should have taken a vacation several days ago, because the mandate of General Zen, the chairman of the commissioner gave half of this heavy duty to him.

The streets were deserted when he came out of the police station. Puddles of water began to form craters on the surface of the road and that meant he could not break through directly to return home. He reached into his pocket to pick up the communication liaison and send some messages to someone.

His eyes glanced towards the clock that was coiling in his hand. The short needle already occupies the end of midnight and the figure awaited has not yet revealed the trunk of his nose.

Not wanting to linger, he chose to go from the office yard maybe in the middle of the trip they would meet. The woman passed through shops and stalls that were still open early in the morning, although empty by their customers still respect the closing time they had agreed.

The night spreads a thick cold. The woman immediately layered her shirt with the jacket she had brought earlier. From the North of the intersection not far from him stood up, a person in a black suit was staring at him. He followed the woman from behind.

Feeling something suspicious he turned back, there was no one. His feeling began to be anxious and he sped up the movement. The thought of the case filled his head, making fear entangle him.

The woman began to run while the knock of the shoe was heard chasing after her. As fast as lightning he dodged the mysterious pursuer by taking a shortcut and crossing a small alley. He saw there was a square-shaped garbage can and went into it.

After a few minutes, a silence filled around. There was no sign of strange movements anymore, he came out of hiding.

"I beg you not to meet us."

As it led to the turn of the alley exit, suddenly the woman hit someone. He could not scream because his mouth was closed.

"Shhtt..Carla calm down! it's me, Haven!"

The woman named Carla stopped and turned her head to look at the figure she was waiting for earlier. Yes, Haven was her husband who received a message from her for an umbrella.

"Why are you so long, anyway! Tired knows I'm waiting. Then, why else would you wear a gini black suit! Make it a surprise, already know the night is getting late instead of wearing a brighter suit."

"Yes, yes I'm sorry. There was a business that I had not finished, so a little hasty and because of this suit hanging on the hanger yes I have used. The rain is also heavy, the streets are jammed so I'm late."

Haven pinched the cheek of his wife who was still putting on a pouty face. Then, he poked his hand to Carla's waist and kissed her lips at a glance. The woman looked a little surprised by her husband's sudden behavior, her cheeks blushed and along with it was taken by Haven's hand and invited her to go home.

The man laughed a little. "You're funny if you're wrong."

"I don't want anyone to see us."

"Why really? we are husband and wife, Reasonable dong!"

"As far as you are, ah!"

The tension that had just befallen Carla turned fluid instantly upon the arrival of her husband, Haven. Such is the daily life of the two couples who are fairly durable and somewhat mysterious because the past stories and the extended family of the two are never listened to by the public. Though Carla who ranks as vice-chairman of the police in the city of Seoul is quite famous and her husband is a top-level actress.

Back to the original story about the murder case that authorized the citizens of Seoul. As has become the daily intake, journalists take turns to inform the death of someone due to terror that has not been solved until now.

Until one night, as before the rain had blamed the inhabitants of the universe. The police woman ran panting to damage the well-formed puddles on the road. His breathing hunted as hard as he could, avoiding the figure that was eyeing him at this moment.

"Where do you want to run, you fucking lady!!"

Carla doesn't know where she is now. The place is so foreign to him, how could he ask for help like this. His tears seeped out, his life completely at the tip of the horn. He could not die while his loved ones were still waiting for him at home.

"What should I do?"

Suddenly, he accidentally stumbled over a ceramic crack and made his body fall down at that moment. His knee was bleeding and one toe was scratched. This time he could not get up again while the figure in the suit was already approaching him. His eyes caught a piece of wood and he pointed it at the man.

"Bas stupid, you think I'm afraid of that little threat of yours."

"Please don't kill me. The guy I love is waiting for me at home he's sick so I bought him some medicine, can't I just leave him?"

"You think I'd like to comply with your request." The figure pulls Carla's hand and throws the wood away and she rolls it back. "The person you love doesn't exist anymore."

He kissed Carla and stabbed her in the heart. Blood was soiling on him. He took the medicine in the woman's hand and threw it into the trash.