Killer on the hunt (Part 2)

I reached my apartment and was about to take out the key from my pocket, when I remembered that today was the first day of my part time job at 2pm.

"How could I forget that?!" I gasped in panic and scurried out of the building.

Hazel had suggested me a coffee shop nearby a few days ago, so I decided to check it out. Luckily, I got in, but the manager is so atrocious that it's indescribable with words. I hated him the moment I saw him barking at the waiters. But nonetheless, I decided to get a job there since it was quiet close to my apartment. 

I ran as fast as I could, as if I was being chased by a monster. I managed to reach the coffee shop in the nick of time. I entered the shop breathlessly,  sweat dripping from my forehead. I could see the manager near the counter glaring daggers at me. 

I prepared myself for him to fire me out as he approached me with his hands crossed over his chest. 

"Where were you?" He asked in a cold yet sinister voice. 

I nervously looked down at me feet and replied, "S-Sorry, sir. I was...running some errands." 

And that's how I was a victim to his bitter and cold lecture. I was surprised he didn't fire me immediately but he did make me do the night shift instead. There were almost no workers or customers at night which made it really quiet. After I was done for the day, I cleaned up the coffee shop and headed out. 

The night was so peaceful and quiet that it soothed my soul. I decided to stop by the park near my apartment for a walk since the weather was perfectly in sync with my mood. The cold air filled my lungs as I entered the park.  "Ah...this is refreshing."  

I didn't know for how long I was appreciating the peacefulness, but it was soon interrupted by the rustling of the bushes in the distance. I turned and looked around but didn't see a single soul. 

"Huh? I must have imagined it..." I shrugged and kept walking.

Just then, I heard the bushes rustle again, but this time it was followed by a muffled voice as if someone was forefully pressing their hand on the mouth of another person. I knew that I wasn't imagining it anymore. There's no way. 

I didn't know what'd gotten into me but I guess I followed my gut. I hesitantly walked towards the bushes and parted them slowly without a sound.  I gasped in horror and clasped my hands over my mouth when I saw the disgusting scene unfold in front me. 

I could see a hooded figure dragging a dead man's body by his hair. I felt nauseous when I vaguely notice the body of the man.

"T-The stitches..."  I knew I wasn't mistaken. It was definitely the murderer. It wasn't a suicide after all.  I stayed hidden behind the thick bushes and see the scene unfold. 

*Riiiiing*

My phone rang. My heart felt like it was about to burst when I saw the hooded man stop in his tracks and look in my direction. I immediately shut down my phone. He halted, stood there and suddenly stared in my direction. I couldn't see his face because of the darkness but it definitely felt like he was staring straight at me.

Within split seconds, I saw him charging straight in my direction with a huge knife in his hand as if he knew that I was definitely there. I began running in the opposite direction while praying to the God to just let me out of this alive. My heart hammered so loud against my chest that I could almost hear it beating. I was scared for the love of my life. I didn't wanna die now.  

I soon saw him catching up to me with his huge knife. I could feel my legs getting tired and unluckily, I tripped over a stone and fell down. I turned around and saw him hovering over me. Now when I saw him, I noticed that he was wearing a mask to hide his face. 

He aimed his knife at my neck and charged at me. I quickly rolled to the side just in time and kicked him hard in his face but his knife managed to wound my arm deeply which stung uncontrollably.

"Damnit!" I cursed as I fled from the scene before he could recover back from the impact of my kick. 

I clutched my arm tightly to stop the bleeding but it kept trickling down from between my fingers. I managed to get to my apartment building without him following me. Blood trailed down the corridor as I walked to my apartment wincing in pain. 

I could not help but think....what if I am his next target?