There was no one on the street, and it was dark. She walked to a place where the street lamp did not shine. It was dark, but Elisa could still see the path in front of her, thanks to the moonlight. Finding such a quiet place to walk in the bustling city was hard. Elisa felt the sadness melt off her face when the wind gently blew on her.
This street was long and full of turns. She had been here before; she knew that if she kept going to the end, she’d be able to access the underground car park through a side door. The roads were all connected. She decided to go back once she finished walking this stretch.
However, as she kept walking, she realized a group of seven to eight people was standing in front. She stopped and turned around to walk back the way she came. But there was another group of people about ten meters away from her. She couldn’t see how many people they were, but it looked like a big number. Elisa frowned as she knew something was wrong. She was surrounded. Even though she couldn’t see clearly, she could feel their leers.
The two groups walked toward her simultaneously. Elisa stood in her spot, unbothered.
The two groups reached her fairly quickly. One of the guys draped his jacket on his body and took a drag of his cigarette. He swaggered over to Elisa and grinned at her, “Just own up to your fate. You are just unlucky.”
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