The man’s hand was dirty, and he chews his fingernails. You’re starting to remember things. Flashes of memories are flying through your head. His peppermint breathe, his gentle words: ‘don’t be scared, it won’t take long’. But you’re still alive. Why? What had you done to change his mind?

There are other memories too. Hands going under your skirt. You’re trying to push them away, but they are just coming back. A knife ripping of your blouse. You’re feeling the cold metal of the knife. In a very bizarre way this turns you on, but this is the wrong place, and definitely the wrong time. Why did you ever let him in? WHY ?!
Suddenly, the whole neighbourhood was aware of a very loud sound. That sound came from the police cars. They drove to the house with full speed. The man was shocked and let the girl go. She was running and running and could save herself.

Minutes later, the man was drinking a cup of coffee in the police office..