Sunday Morning
It was Sunday morning, in the middle of July. Miss Emma, a beautiful slim girl, was jogging in the park as always but something was different this morning, she hadn't realized it yet. When she finished jogging after an hour or so she thought to herself that she should take the long route to the bus station, this route involved a road where there was no life was to be found, it was an empty road. By now you must be thinking how crazy she must be, to walk down a road where there is no person nearby but this was normal for her as she was used to take that route as she wanted to become fit and join modeling. She saw a man but could not see his face as she was at a distance, dragging a big black bag out of the car dumped it into the dumpster nearby.