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I looked at the trunk with a mix of fear and trepidation, swallowed hard, and then quietly approached it. Gently, I lifted the lid.
In the next moment, I was stunned!
Inside the trunk curled a man, his hands and feet tightly bound with ropes, and his mouth gagged, allowing only muffled sounds to escape.
I froze for a few seconds before snapping back to reality; this was not the time to dawdle. I needed to think of a way to save him!
I glanced around and noticed the driver inspecting the tires by the car, momentarily oblivious to my presence. I immediately crouched down and cautiously moved closer to the man, gently working to untie the ropes binding him.
The ropes were tight and difficult to loosen, but I persevered, slowly unraveling them. With each knot I untied, my hope grew stronger.
Just as I finally freed him from the last rope, I saw the driver had finished with the car and was walking toward me. I decided to stay silent and observe.
Sure enough, he opened the car door and seemed ready to make his move against me. A chill ran down my spine.
In that instant, I sprang up with all my might and charged at him. He stumbled back and fell to the ground.
Seizing the opportunity, I snatched the keys from his hand and quickly untied the man. Once he was free, he immediately joined me in subduing the Perverted Driver. Together, we secured him tightly in the passenger seat to ensure he couldn't escape.
After escaping his clutches, I collapsed onto the ground, gasping for breath as if my heart might leap from my chest.
I looked at the bound driver with a wave of fear washing over me. If I hadn't discovered the man in the trunk or managed to untie him in time, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
The man I rescued gratefully said to me, "Thank you! If it weren't for you, I might not be alive right now."
I forced a smile but remained silent. Although I had escaped danger, confusion and helplessness filled my heart.
I didn't know what to do next or where to go. All I knew was that I couldn't continue like this; I needed to find a safe place to rest and figure out how to face whatever lay ahead.
Not daring to linger, I quickly fled from that terrifying spot, my heart pounding as if it would burst from my chest at any moment.
As I ran desperately, someone suddenly blocked my path.
I jumped in surprise, nearly crying out. Upon closer inspection, it was a stranger who appeared quite respectable.
I thought to myself: "No way! Is today just cursed? First a pervert, now another one?"
Just as I intended to sidestep him and keep running, he initiated conversation.
"Hey there, young lady. What's wrong? Have you encountered some danger?" His voice sounded gentle enough, but unease still gnawed at me.
"I... I'm fine, thank you." I kept my head down, avoiding his gaze as I tried to slip past him.
"Oh dear! Look at you; you're drenched in sweat! You must have run into some trouble," he said as he grabbed my arm with concern. "How about this: I'll take you somewhere safe to rest and help you call for help? Sound good?"
I hesitated for a moment, looking into his sincere eyes. My heart wavered slightly, but I still asked warily, "Why do you want to help me?"
He smiled faintly and replied, "Just think of me as a kind-hearted passerby. When I see someone in trouble, I can't just stand by. Besides, I have a sister. If she were ever in danger, I would hope there would be good people willing to help her too."
Hearing this warmed my heart, and I followed him.
But I forgot that the most untrustworthy thing in this world is the human heart.
As we walked, I wondered why, in such a tense situation earlier, I hadn't chosen to call the police first. Something about it felt off.
The more we walked, the more uneasy I became. Unable to resist, I scrutinized him again and noticed something odd. His expression seemed a bit unnatural, and his gaze occasionally flickered as if he was hiding something.
My heart sank—could it be that he...
"Actually, I've been following that guy from earlier," he said in a low voice, filled with an underlying rage and sorrow. "He's a serial killer. My girlfriend was... killed by him!"
At this, his fists clenched tightly, his body trembling slightly as if he was struggling to contain his anger.
"What?" I widened my eyes in shock, staring at him. "Are you serious?"
He nodded and continued, "I swear I'll find this bastard and avenge my girlfriend. I've been secretly investigating him for some time now, and tonight I finally tracked him down. But then you happened to cross paths with him."
He sighed and looked at me. "Fortunately, I showed up in time; otherwise, you..."
"What about that guy earlier? What was going on with him?" I recalled the driver's strange behavior and couldn't help but ask.
"He's a pervert who enjoys kidnapping women and torturing them..." His voice was low, each word seeming to be forced out through clenched teeth. "I intended to find an opportunity to call the police but never found the right moment. Tonight, I planned to catch him, but he was too alert; I almost got discovered. Luckily, I ran into you..."
Hearing this revelation made everything click into place for me while also sending a chill down my spine. If he hadn't shown up in time, I might have...
I couldn't bear to think further; my heart raced and my limbs felt weak.
"So... what do you plan to do now?" I looked at him, my voice trembling slightly.
He paused for a moment before saying, "I don't know yet, but I won't give up. I will find him and avenge my girlfriend!"
His eyes were resolute, his tone revealing an unwavering determination and anger.
I looked at him with mixed feelings swirling inside me. However, something about what he had just said felt off...
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