Ah Lien VS Sex Predator

Ah Lien walked hurriedly down the lonely lane; the wind was really howling that night and the chill permeated right down to the bones. She had overlooked her sweater, assuming that it'd be a hot and suffocating night. How wrong she was.

Clad only in a fashionable off-shoulder ruffled gathered top and micro-mini skirt, she quickened her pace as though the devil was hot on her heels. The lane was silent, eerie, with steam rising inexplicably from the manholes; a perfect setting for a melodramatic horror movie.

Suddenly, about three-quarters into her journey crossing the dark, dreary lane, a lone figure appeared from nowhere. Instinctively, Ah Lien stopped walking and looked at the silhoutte, measuring probably six-foot three. The body's built indicated it to be of a male. The lack of visible light, a common occurence in lonely lanes, obscured his facial features yet it was clear that this mysterious stranger had definitely set his eyes on her.

Sensing danger, Ah Lien slowly backed off, intending to turn back the way she first came. The man started for her, as if sensing her fear. Bad decision for not bringing along the handy pepper spray in an effort to lighten the handbag load, Ah Lien thought for a split second. Now she's probably gonna regret it for the rest of her life.