Rain Drops

Chapter 6

"This is not a shortcut," was said with a voice that was shaking. It's high time that you went back to your house! The guy put her mind at ease by assuring her that she need "not worry, Agatha." "Don't worry; things are going to work out all right." Put an immediate stop to it and circle around! Please let me out, I don't even have a very long walk back to my house from here! Her focus was captured by the low-pitched slamming sound that was produced by the doors when they were shut. "Agatha, I'm sorry to be the one to break it to you, but I'm not going to let you get away with what you've done. I have a responsibility to keep the promise I made to bring you here. She immediately started bawling her eyes out as a fresh flood of tears began rolling down her face. "Hold on a second, what is it?" "Can you think of anything else than that?" After that, he continued to elaborate, saying, "The other Nightborn." People who work late into the night are referred to as "night people," and some examples of night people are taxi drivers, security guards, and bus drivers. When we arrive there, they will be ready for our arrival and waiting for us there. When was the last time you said "hello" to someone who had just joined the group? It has been quite some time. When he turned to face her, all she could see in his eyes was a repulsive grin, even as he looked directly at her. But there's no need for anxiety on your part since I'm certain you'll be successful in achieving your objectives. During the period that Agatha was listening in on her phone conversations, the victim made a number of calls to various 911 hotlines. As soon as he became aware of it, he snatched her phone from her hand and violently ripped it out of her fingers. Agatha was unable to observe it after it hit the ground since it was concealed between the seat edge and the door when it did so, so she was not aware that it had fallen. When will you be there to open the door for me, and what time will that be?" When I get back to my house, no one will have any idea what happened! It seemed as though she was on the edge of passing out at any minute, which could have happened at any time. Her mind was preoccupied with disturbing stories of servitude, r**e, and murder. In the past, if she wanted to convey how she felt about them in the comments area, all she ever did was use a sad emoji, but now her voice will be attached to those numbers instead of just an emoji. Another victim had their house invaded in the early hours of the morning, and they were kidn*pped from there. Who can determine with absolute certainty what will take place with her if she is not seen again until the morning after the previous day? She was unable to control her emotions and burst into tears without being able to stop. It would make my day if Agatha could... "You scoundrel, get out of my thoughts, and quit addressing me by my name!" She had tears flowing down her cheeks because of the force of the screams that she gave out, and her nose was running due of the force of her crying because of the intensity of her screams. The grin on the man's face converted the space into a brightly lit beacon. Agatha, this is not even the beginning of how things will play out. When Agatha saw that the man's eyes were becoming yellow and that he was smiling with part of his teeth showing, she let out a terrified cry. However, it appeared as though he hadn't noticed her sudden scream and only responded with, "Haven't you figured it out by now? What I want is simple: You can either help me carry out what I am planning on doing or you can suffer the consequences of getting yourself involved with these matters. Do you understand?" A wave of fear washed over her in an instant. Although he did not know how to interpret the expression on the girl's face, he was convinced that she understood him perfectly because she was nodding continuously like a machine. "Yes, please go ahead. I'll do whatever you ask of me." That was when he opened the car door. Once again, her entire being was pushed outwards by inertia and the wind which had swept across the front of the vehicle. When she regained her composure, she noticed that she was standing outside of the main entrance of the school. "Thank you for saving my life," she mumbled whilst hugging his leg with both hands and pressing her head against it. Although she knew that he wouldn't hear anything coming out from her mouth, she wanted to express her gratitude to him through the means of such actions. He grabbed the handle of the car door and pulled it open. However, Agatha refused to let go of her grip. She tightened her grip as hard as possible which caused the latter to grimace from the pressure. "Alright," he grunted as he attempted to pull away. Once he succeeded and got free, he placed the palm of his hand over his forehead, trying to calm himself down to relieve some tension. The only problem was that he still held onto his hat that he brought along with him. I need to buy myself a new cap soon! "We won't get to meet again." She smiled sadly. "But it doesn't matter if you are going somewhere or not." "Well then, it must have been hard for you," the stranger stated with an indifferent tone. There's no emotion on his face besides a look of indifference. He placed his hand in front of his lips before he slowly walked away. The young lady could only stare after him, feeling disappointed that it wasn't him that was carrying her to safety rather than him. I thought he'd stay longer... Why is he leaving...? She looked around as if she was wondering what direction he took to leave. The car was still parked at the roadside. After some hesitation, she decided to run after him, wanting to know where he went to. The distance between the two was barely enough for her to maintain an average speed of walking pace.