I had just won the International Ballet Dance Award, and I encountered strange incidents one after another: after get off work, I would find that the clothes I changed in the morning had been folded, and it seemed that it was done by a loyal fan. But the next time he rolled my panties into a ball with some unknown goo on them. This is very scary. Is it the work of crazy and irrational fans? But things are far from over, and the fear gradually escalates.
One day after get off work, I lay on the bed to rest, and I penetrated something hard through the sheets. When I opened it, I saw the head of my long-lost, beautiful and lovely cat. Before I could cry, he raised his butcher knife to my relatives.
He is like a ghost, without a trace, yet everywhere.
He knows everything about me. Including the characteristics of the private parts of my body (I am still a young girl), he even knows my thoughts. Is he a human or a ghost? He threatened me through unknown phone calls during thunderstorm nights. I broke down and said that I had nothing but my life, and you could take it if you wanted. However, he answered word for word: Why did a cat catch a mouse, especially such a beautiful, cute, and weak little white mouse, and eat it in one bite?
I instantly understood that this was a pervert!! He didn't want me to die, he enjoyed the process of torturing me. I had no choice but to join him in this hunting game.
As the hunting game progressed, I became more and more horrified to discover that the Phone Ghost Killer's motive was not just to destroy me... But also had a deeper and more sinister motive.
Intention: I, who am at the center of men, will not be a kitten who can be bullied by others, but will become a tiger that destroys evil!