The Mysterious Man

The person stepping out was a man who had his back turned towards me but there was no doubt that he had an overwhelmingly powerful aura surrounding him.

His whole attire which consisted of a black suit and matching black shiny shoes screamed rich, extremely rich.

'Damn, I think the child kidnapping business is good' I thought to myself.

The girl just like myself seemed to be in a state of confusion,

even though I couldn't see her face properly due to the lingering fog but something about her seemed very familiar,

I couldn't pinpoint which part of her appearance invoked that feeling in me.

As the rich man stood in front of the child, he gave me a better view of his side profile.

He was definitely in his late thirties from what I could gather and seemed calmer and more collected than the previous guy.

I slowly started to get closer to the group when I noticed that the man was now talking,

either very quietly or I was turning deaf because I couldn't hear anything even though I was only a few steps away from him.

His lips were moving very fast indicating he was probably in a rush.

'Of course, he has to get to the other kids, he can't spend the whole day on one child' I thought.

I was trying very intently to listen to their conversation when I heard another voice in the distance.

The sound of a person or perhaps a group of people talking could be faintly heard.

'Are they looking for the child? Are they coming to save her?'

I thought happily while looking around, but I couldn't see anyone in the visible distance.

'I'm sure they're close by' I reassured myself.

'Perhaps I don't have to do anything after all' I relaxed and brought down the shoe I held in my hand as my one and only weapon,

a dangerous one as well if thrown hard enough.

The voices of people talking only grew louder, yet there was still no one in sight and when I looked back towards the group,

I noticed that the man looked visibly angry now and was getting closer to the girl which caused me a sudden panic.

'I have to do something!' I thought urgently before I picked up my shoe again.

I looked around and noticed the driver was now in the car and turning on the engine, ready to escape, I assumed.

'I have to stop them! this can't happen. I have to do something.'

I quickly stepped behind the man in a suit and placed my hand on his shoulder.

The moment he started to turn around I suddenly experienced a terrible headache.

'I think my head is about to explode!'. I stepped back and groaned in pain while holding onto my head and my eyes grew teary.

In an attempt to see better I started blinking repeatedly yet there was no use because now I was experiencing a panic attack.

There was a tightness in my chest which was slowly turning into pain, and I was feeling an overwhelming sense of dread.

'Great, on top of being blind and deaf I can't breathe now, it can't get any worse than this!' I thought to myself.

I slowly sat on the cold gravel road and hugged my legs while placing my head on my knees and shutting my eyes tightly before attempting to hum a familiar melody in order to calm down.