Article Introduction
"I've been waiting for that wind from Mechelen."
I'm being targeted by a serial murderer.
Since I came to this city, I have moved many times, each time staying for no less than two months. However, not long after I moved, a bloody cross would appear in front of my door.
The first time, I thought it was a child's prank. After all, the apartment I rented was very cheap and the manager was always sleeping. Who knows if he had let some strange children in? I took out my handkerchief and quietly wiped off the cross in front of the door.
The second time, I started to get scared. I looked at my neighbors and saw that none of them had such scary crosses on their doors. I had not offended anyone. My colleagues all said that I was a very easy-going person. Why would you do such a thing to my room?
The third time, my fear reached its peak. With trembling hands, I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead with a handkerchief.
I am in the light and he is in the dark. There have been five brutal serial killings in this city. The victims were all men. Not long ago, my ex-boyfriend who had been pestering me shut his mouth forever. I don't know how long this fear will last.
Until I discovered that a strange neighbor moved next door to me.
The work contains the following keywords: redemption, suspense, war, reunion, abuse, year-end attack, trauma attack
Purpose: Everyone will leave traces of life
