"No, I'm not a bad person, if I was, you would have known by now," I tried to defend myself.

"Interesting, if you are then, why are you out here all alone?" The tall man countered.

"Are you calling me a liar?" I asked him with a calm voice even though, I was under immense pressure.

"Yes, you are a liar! Why should we believe me when your story tonight is as dummy as you." His voice became even harsher.

I bent my head as if I have been hurt by his words. I pretended to be crying as my fake sobs were echoing through the darkness. The short man...