Bound By A Secret

Why do people do what they do? Everyone has a reason for killing. Some for justice, one because of trauma. I personally believe it is because all humans are deranged and therefore find useless reasons to killing. No one is as normal as they pretend to be. ☙დ𝐵𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝐵𝑦 𝐴 𝑆𝑒𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑡დ☙ დ𝑃𝑅𝑂𝐿𝑈𝐺𝑈𝐸დ My eyes were wider than saucers. It was a macabre sight. A very horrible thing to do. To see even. As I watched the young woman being r***d by a tall man in full black, I almost fainted from fright and disgust. I thought of calling the police. A common sense. I took out my phone, ready to call when the man's eyes met mine, forcing me to freeze. His eyes were a deep ice blue. So blue that it felt like I was staring into an ice lake. He shook his head at me. A silent warning where if I disobeyed, my end won't be pretty. Then, he took the woman by her neck with one hand, his length still in her. He squeezed, disgusting and cringing cracks sounding in the air. I swallowed as he raised his second hand, a sharp knife glinting in the dark alleyway as he continuously stabbed her until blood was everywhere. No one else was around this street. After all, it's 1 in the morning. I loved walking under the moonlit skies but never would I have thought I would encounter such. The man dropped the woman's dead body. A dull thud sounding. I look at the man and even though I couldn't see his face, I knew he was smiling at me. Mocking me? Threatening me? I don't know. What I do know is that I can't stay any longer. I turned and ran. I ran as fast as I could. I contemplated telling the police now since I was away from him but my fingers were like bricks. They didn't move to the phone in my pocket. "See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil..." ☙☙☙ 𝐓𝐨 𝐁𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐝....