My instinct remarked that I would not make it this time. The death seemed to get closer because he was only a few meters behind. it might be my end. If there was one thing I wished I could ask for, it was my mother’s exoneration.

In no time, my shoulder was numb in his grasp. His clasp remained strong though I had used all my power to debilitate it. His hand covered my mouth. He turned my body to face him. My body gave up in his hands. In shock, I peeked Vera with a big wood in her hand over his shoulder. With her courage and agility, Vera...