Speaker 1: This happened last month. I am a twenty six year
Speaker 1: old male living in Atlanta. I took a side job
Speaker 1: as an Uber driver. I worked morning shift in a
Speaker 1: garage so that I can drive Uber at night. I
Speaker 1: preferred the Uber night shift because of less traffic. Anyways,
Speaker 1: one night, I was finishing up a trip nearby the
Speaker 1: city mall around eight thirty.
Speaker 2: It was a long summer night.
Speaker 1: I decided to take one more trip and go home
Speaker 1: to enjoy my weekend in peace. I waited near the
Speaker 1: mall to get another trip request, but I kept waiting
Speaker 1: for ten or fifteen minutes and nothing happened. Being disappointed,
Speaker 1: I thought to call it a day and return home.
Speaker 1: I lived in a small cabin at the outskirts. I
Speaker 1: took the highway and started to drive home. I put
Speaker 1: on some music and opened the car window. A cool
Speaker 1: breeze came in and gave me some relief. I lit
Speaker 1: a cigarette and kept driving in a light moved. I
Speaker 1: couldn't wait to return home and sleep till noon the
Speaker 1: next day. Everything was going fine until I reached near
Speaker 1: the highway tunnel. IMR Highway has a huge tunnel that
Speaker 1: connects the city with the Outskirt area.
Speaker 2: I was almost near the tunnel.
Speaker 1: Due to the roads being completely empty, I was driving
Speaker 1: a bit faster. I was almost ten to fifteen hands
Speaker 1: distance from entering the tunnel when a man sprinted right
Speaker 1: in front of my car from the bushes. I pushed
Speaker 1: the brakes so hard that the car stopped, making the
Speaker 1: tire screech loudly. I got extremely scared, thinking I might
Speaker 1: have hurt that guy. My eyes kept searching for that man,
Speaker 1: but he was nowhere to be found. Suddenly, I hand
Speaker 1: grasped my shoulder from the window. At first, I was
Speaker 1: scared like hell, Bud. Then I got my shit together
Speaker 1: and looked at the window. I saw a man in
Speaker 1: his late thirties panting and gasping for air. He said
Speaker 1: in a broken voice, please help me, please. I realized
Speaker 1: he is in danger or something similar. I asked him,
Speaker 1: what is it. Why are you freaking out like this?
Speaker 1: The man looked here and there as if someone is
Speaker 1: out there looking for him. He then said, in a
Speaker 1: whispering voice, they are searching for me. Please, you must
Speaker 1: help me. I got out of the car and looked around.
Speaker 1: Being honest, there wasn't a single creature nearby. The wide,
Speaker 1: empty highway was filled with the sounds of crickets chirping it.
Speaker 1: I stared at the tunnel to check if someone was there.
Speaker 1: The long, hollow tunnel had nothing but yellow lights in it.
Speaker 1: I asked the man, who are you searching for. The
Speaker 1: man said, in a terrifyingly low voice, the shadow people.
Speaker 2: They want me dead.
Speaker 1: I was out of my mind at that time. I
Speaker 1: didn't know what the hell this guy was talking about.
Speaker 1: I said, is this some kind of a sick joke,
Speaker 1: cause I'm really not in the mood right now. The
Speaker 1: man got inside the car. He sat in the driver's
Speaker 1: seat and said, just drive. We must leave this place
Speaker 1: right now. They're coming. I got into the car cluelessly.
Speaker 1: I told the man, let me call nine one one
Speaker 1: for you. See, my house is on the other side
Speaker 1: of the tunnel. You can wait my car until they arrive.
Speaker 1: The man then took out a knife from his pocket
Speaker 1: and held it near my throat. He screamed at me
Speaker 1: and said, just fucking drive. I'm not gonna die the
Speaker 1: hand of those shadow people. I didn't know what to
Speaker 1: do then. I was stronger than the guy. I would
Speaker 1: have knocked him out immediately. If the knife wasn't pointed
Speaker 1: at me. I said, in a low but firm voice. Listen,
Speaker 1: let's just relax. I will drive you wherever you can.
Speaker 1: Just take the knife down. The man started screaming again,
Speaker 1: looks like you have no fear of death if you
Speaker 1: don't drive right now. Before he could finish the sentence,
Speaker 1: he looked at the back of the car and became numb.
Speaker 1: He was staring like a statue. I asked, what is
Speaker 1: wrong with you? There is no such thing called shadow people.
Speaker 1: Stop this insanity and let me call nine one one
Speaker 1: for help.
Speaker 2: The man and said, oh.
Speaker 1: My god, they are watching us now. I turned around
Speaker 1: to see what the hell he was talking about. Looking
Speaker 1: at the backside of the car. I knew it was
Speaker 1: something made of by his crazy mind. But as I looked,
Speaker 1: my heart dropped into my stomach. Who are these people?
Speaker 1: Where did they come from? I swear guys, there was
Speaker 1: a group of black shadows standing on the road. Nothing
Speaker 1: was visible except darkness on their entire body. The man said,
Speaker 1: now do you believe me? Dry dry? I said, in
Speaker 1: a panicked voice, what the hell? Who are these people?
Speaker 1: Why do they look like that? The man said, They're
Speaker 1: all dead, and now they want my soul. The group
Speaker 1: started to walk towards our car. I can't explain the
Speaker 1: horror because even if there were ten to twelve people,
Speaker 1: not a single step taken by their foot made a sound.
Speaker 1: It felt like they were all kind of floating on
Speaker 1: the air instead of walking. I tried to start the
Speaker 1: car engine, but suddenly it didn't start. I tried again
Speaker 1: and again, but nothing happened. I was completely shocked by
Speaker 1: how the car suddenly got stuck like this. The man
Speaker 1: said in a panicked voice, they're coming now, Please do something.
Speaker 1: I twisted the car key one last time, and finally
Speaker 1: the car started. I pressed the accelerator and the car
Speaker 1: picked up speed. We drove into the tunnel at full speed.
Speaker 1: I looked in the rearview mirror and there was no
Speaker 1: one behind us. I made up my mind to reach
Speaker 1: home and call nine point one to hand over this freak.
Speaker 1: I was almost close to getting out of the tunnel
Speaker 1: just when a group of black shadows appeared from the
Speaker 1: air and blocked the exit. I hit the brakes and
Speaker 1: stopped in front of the group, but this time I
Speaker 1: didn't turn off the engine. It was hard for me
Speaker 1: to believe what I was seeing there were no faces,
Speaker 1: no color, only black figures standing at some distance from
Speaker 1: the car, and then screamed and said, why don't you
Speaker 1: leave me alone? And started to sob like a child.
Speaker 1: What happened next still gives me chills to this day.
Speaker 1: The group suddenly opened up all their eyes at the
Speaker 1: same time. Now there were black shadows with huge, wide eyes.
Speaker 1: Their eyes were blood red and their pupils were pale white.
Speaker 1: I have never seen such horrifying guys in my entire life.
Speaker 1: They all looked at the man beside me and made
Speaker 1: terrifying ground. For a second, it felt like we were
Speaker 1: being hunted by a pack of wolves. I broke free
Speaker 1: from my numbness and pressed the accelerator once again. The
Speaker 1: car drove into the black shadow group and we passed
Speaker 1: through them as air blew upon us. As we made
Speaker 1: it out of the tunnel, I finally saw red and
Speaker 1: blue lights coming.
Speaker 2: From the other side. I saw three or four cop cars.
Speaker 1: I didn't call for nine to one one yet, but
Speaker 1: I was out of all senses and national thinking. I was,
Speaker 1: in one word, exhausted. The man in the car was
Speaker 1: still sobbing and muttering, please.
Speaker 2: Let me go, leave me alone.
Speaker 1: I know what I faced that night might seem like
Speaker 1: a made up story to some, but if you believe me,
Speaker 1: then I do have a rational explanation behind that vicious night.
Speaker 2: The cops came and arrested the man.
Speaker 1: They told me he is convicted and sentenced to life
Speaker 1: imprisonment for mass murder in a cathedral. He broke out
Speaker 1: of prison a few hours back, but it's sterily shocking
Speaker 1: to his state of mind. The cops took him back.
Speaker 1: I later read about that man. His name was Peter Shipman.
Speaker 1: One Sunday morning, he entered a church with two of
Speaker 1: his followers. After the prayer ceremony, his followers locked the
Speaker 1: church door from the outside. They shot seven men and
Speaker 1: the five women who came to attend the prayer.
Speaker 2: They robbed them and escaped the area.
Speaker 1: I can't even imagine how vicious that scenario was to
Speaker 1: be when he shot all those people and left their
Speaker 1: bodies drenched in blood. But somehow one of his followers
Speaker 1: drove their car into a tree while escaping. He died
Speaker 1: as his head bashed against the dashboard of the car.
Speaker 1: The man and his other follower ran away. The cops
Speaker 1: arrested the man under a dirty bridge. He was muttering,
Speaker 1: shadow people killed my partners. The body of the second
Speaker 1: follower was seen floating on the river near the bridge.
Speaker 1: Investigating officers claimed that the man killed the other partner
Speaker 1: to acquire the entire share, But if you ask me,
Speaker 1: I think it was those people's haunting spirits who took
Speaker 1: revenge on these three men. I have started day shifts
Speaker 1: in Uber now. I have decided to stay home at
Speaker 1: night for a couple of months to get over this
Speaker 1: unnatural incident. I don't know when I'll be able to
Speaker 1: go out at night again without the fear of shadow people.
Speaker 1: Riley started late from her friend's house. Her feet stumbled
Speaker 1: as she walked on the sidewalks. She went to attend
Speaker 1: a party and got really drunk. The street light stood
Speaker 1: on the empty roads. There was no one around her.
Speaker 1: Her house is still thirty minutes away from here. She
Speaker 1: somehow stopped under a street light and decided to book
Speaker 1: an uber for a safe journey home. With the gloomy
Speaker 1: eyes and hazy vision, she booked a cab. The cab
Speaker 1: number red two thousand nine. Riley waited for a few minutes.
Speaker 1: She looked around her, the wind and the silence of
Speaker 1: the night spooked.
Speaker 2: Her a bit.
Speaker 1: She thought to herself, I should have listened to Casey.
Speaker 1: It was a bad idea to leave for home tonight.
Speaker 1: All kinds of tense thoughts were going through her mind
Speaker 1: when a pair of headlights appeared from the end of
Speaker 1: the road. A white colored uber kept coming towards her.
Speaker 1: Riley immediately gestured with her hand and the uber stopped
Speaker 1: right in fro in front of her. She was so
Speaker 1: drunk that the bright headlights of the car made her
Speaker 1: vision even more blurry. She saw the number two zero zero, Oh, yes,
Speaker 1: this is it and got into the cab. The cab
Speaker 1: driver looked at the rear view mirror and said where
Speaker 1: will you go? Riley replied twenty one I m R Street.
Speaker 1: Just drive faster. The driver had a weird smile on
Speaker 1: his face. He started the car and replied, as you wish.
Speaker 1: Riley closed her eyes and sat for a few minutes.
Speaker 1: She started to feel a bit fine. As she opened
Speaker 1: her eyes, she saw they weren't of the highway anymore.
Speaker 1: The car is now going through an old, dusty road.
Speaker 1: She got a bit tensed and said, Hey, which road
Speaker 1: is this. The car driver smiled and said, I took
Speaker 1: a shortcut, madam, don't worry. Riley checked the GPS and
Speaker 1: there was indeed a connecting road at some distance from
Speaker 1: this one. The driver started to chat with her. So
Speaker 1: you live alone, huh, the driver said. Riley replied yeah.
Speaker 1: She was trying to keep the conversation as short as possible,
Speaker 1: but it seemed like the driver was hitting on her.
Speaker 1: The driver then said something which ran a shiver down
Speaker 1: her spine. You know, a beautiful girl like you should
Speaker 1: not roam in the streets at night all by herself.
Speaker 1: Haven't you heard of the incidents that are happening these days?
Speaker 1: Riley suddenly remembered what her friend Sarah told her at
Speaker 1: the party. They were all sitting on the couch and
Speaker 1: having drinks when Sarah said, have you guys heard about
Speaker 1: the slit throat killer? Everyone gets surprised, including Riley. Sarah
Speaker 1: went on saying that for the last couple of days
Speaker 1: at Atlanta, cops have said to have discovered three bodies
Speaker 1: from the highways. It seemed like someone slit their throats
Speaker 1: and dumped their bodies and the bushes on the high road.
Speaker 1: The cops have no idea who did this, but they
Speaker 1: are suspecting that there might be a serial killer roaming
Speaker 1: the streets at night, luring people into traps and slicing
Speaker 1: their throats. All three bodies were found on abandoned, empty roads,
Speaker 1: pointing out that when they were killed, there wasn't anyone
Speaker 1: around the area. Riley got all tensed and immediately got
Speaker 1: charged up, but the horror was yet to unfold in
Speaker 1: front of her. She received a notification from her Uber
Speaker 1: app until now. She closed the app after getting into
Speaker 1: the car. The notification read, you have been charged for
Speaker 1: the canceled booking. Raleigh opened the app and realized she
Speaker 1: is stepping into grave danger. Car number two zero zero
Speaker 1: nine waited for her at the pickup location for almost
Speaker 1: fifteen minutes, but as she didn't show up there, the
Speaker 1: driver just canceled the ride and left. If her ride
Speaker 1: has been canceled, then who is this person driving her
Speaker 1: right now? Raleigh's stomach dropped in fear. She couldn't speak
Speaker 1: or say a single word. There is no point of
Speaker 1: screaming right now because there wasn't a single.
Speaker 2: Human being nearby.
Speaker 1: She can't call someone in front of this guy asking
Speaker 1: for help. Riley knew this man took her into his
Speaker 1: car with bad intentions? Is he the slit throat killer
Speaker 1: everyone was talking about at the party? Oh my god.
Speaker 1: Drops of sweat appeared on her forehead. Riley calmed herself down.
Speaker 1: The only way she can get out of this situation
Speaker 1: alive is if she uses her brain. The man looked
Speaker 1: at her from the rearview mirror and asked, are you
Speaker 1: all right, madam? Riley smiled and said, yeah, I'm fine.
Speaker 1: How long will it take? The man replied in a
Speaker 1: cold voice, not much longer. The man's reply felt like
Speaker 1: something is about to happen at any moment now. Riley
Speaker 1: was praying to God to save her from this unknown
Speaker 1: guy and his evil intentions. Riley said to the driver,
Speaker 1: keeping her voice as calm as possible, what were you
Speaker 1: talking about back then? The driver said, Oh, you mean
Speaker 1: the slit throw killer? Interesting guy, huh? Then the man chuckled.
Speaker 1: Riley said, interesting. The cops are going to catch that
Speaker 1: killer soon. They have already found his victims' bodies. The
Speaker 1: driver laughed this time and replied, Madam, the cops found
Speaker 1: his victims because he wanted them to. People like this
Speaker 1: are insane. You can't spot them out even if they
Speaker 1: come right in.
Speaker 2: Front of you. They wear masks to fool you.
Speaker 1: The more the driver spoke about this serial killer, Riley's
Speaker 1: heart started to beat faster. But suddenly the car started
Speaker 1: to jerk hugely, and the driver pulled the brake. The
Speaker 1: car stopped, making.
Speaker 2: A loud noise.
Speaker 1: The driver got out of the car and lifted the
Speaker 1: hood to check the engine. Riley sat inside quietly. The
Speaker 1: driver then came close to her window and said, I
Speaker 1: think there has been some issue in the engine. Wait
Speaker 1: inside as I check it out. Riley knew the end
Speaker 1: was near. The man has probably stopped the car on
Speaker 1: his own and is now making this all up. It's
Speaker 1: high time and Riley needs to act. The man again
Speaker 1: went in front of the car. Riley could hear the
Speaker 1: metal sound coming from behind the car bonnet. She slowly
Speaker 1: opened the car door, grabbing her bag in her hand,
Speaker 1: then tiptoed to the back of the car. There were
Speaker 1: vast empty fields on one side and deep woods on
Speaker 1: the other side of the road. The driver said, looks
Speaker 1: like we have to think of some other option, madam.
Speaker 1: I don't think this car will start tonight. If you
Speaker 1: don't mind, my house is nearby. We can go there
Speaker 1: and call the mechanics. So this is why this guy
Speaker 1: took this road, Riley thought to herself. This guy wants
Speaker 1: to lure her into the woods now and murder her
Speaker 1: like his three other victims. Riley didn't respond. She stood
Speaker 1: at the back of the car as silently as possible.
Speaker 1: Riley knew this is her only chance. She started to
Speaker 1: hear footsteps approaching her. With every step coming close to her,
Speaker 1: Riley slid to the opposite direction. By the time the
Speaker 1: driver reached behind the car, Riley went to his side.
Speaker 1: The driver got shocked as he realized Riley was missing.
Speaker 1: He said in a confused voice, Madam, madam. Just then
Speaker 1: he heard Riley's voice behind him. Yes, what is it?
Speaker 1: Riley said in a firm voice. Her eyes were wide
Speaker 1: and big. The driver got spooped for a moment. He
Speaker 1: then said, we can walk to my house and call
Speaker 1: for a mechanic.
Speaker 2: Riley smirked and replied, you are not my ride.
Speaker 1: No. I booked a cab number two zero zero nine.
Speaker 1: Your cab is two zero zero six. The cab driver
Speaker 1: smiled awkwardly and said, well, you asked for a lift
Speaker 1: and I could use some extra cash, so I thought
Speaker 1: i'd drive you, bud, I took a wrong shortcut. Please
Speaker 1: don't call the cops on.
Speaker 2: Me, Madam.
Speaker 1: Riley looked at him and said, for a moment, I
Speaker 1: thought you were the slit throat killer. The man laughed
Speaker 1: awkwardly and said, no, Madam, I am definitely not that
Speaker 1: creepy guy. Please believe me. Riley laughed. He said, you
Speaker 1: are wrong again. It's not a he, but a she.
Speaker 1: The driver spoke in a terrified face. What Riley took
Speaker 1: out her shining knife and lifted her hand. Her innocent
Speaker 1: face turned into a devil. She smiled in a horrible
Speaker 1: way and sliced the driver's throat with one slash. The
Speaker 1: man felt lifeless on the floor while choking on his
Speaker 1: own blood. She then washed her hands with a water
Speaker 1: bottle inside her bag. She always carries water with her.
Speaker 1: It is better to wash off the blood immediately before
Speaker 1: it dries out on her skin. She pushed the body
Speaker 1: in the ditch nearby the dusty road with a kick.
Speaker 1: The high road is five minutes walk from there. She
Speaker 1: reached the highway and booked herself in uber. This time,
Speaker 1: it was twelve o'clock at night. Riley got inside the
Speaker 1: car and said to the driver, drive me home, I
Speaker 1: feel tired. Next day, the news flashed new body found
Speaker 1: near an old, dusty road at the town Outskirt. Cops
Speaker 1: are saying this is the fourth victim of the slit
Speaker 1: throat killer. The victim was an uber driver, probably coming
Speaker 1: home that night as he had no bookings in the record.
Speaker 1: It seems like the killer stopped his car and lured
Speaker 1: him into his trap, like every other victim. The Senior
Speaker 1: Commissioner of Police has said they are going to catch
Speaker 1: this man very soon and put him behind bars for
Speaker 1: the rest of his life. Riley soot from her coffee
Speaker 1: cup and gave an evil smile as she watched the
Speaker 1: news sitting on her living room couch. It's crazy, Uber driver.
Speaker 1: This is a true incident that disturbed me for a
Speaker 1: long time. I was in high school back then. One
Speaker 1: evening I went to one of my friend's houses for
Speaker 1: a sleepover. My friend Thomas, and I decided to go
Speaker 1: to a supermarket nearby to grab some beers. Thomas's parents
Speaker 1: were out of town, so we kind of had the
Speaker 1: house to ourselves. We planned to drink beer and watch
Speaker 1: a football match that night. The supermarket was quite far
Speaker 1: from his house, so we decided to call for an uber.
Speaker 1: Our ride arrived within ten minutes and we hopped in.
Speaker 1: The driver was polite and well behaved. He seemed like
Speaker 1: a man in his late thirties. He was wearing blue
Speaker 1: T shirt and black trousers. Thomas started to chat with
Speaker 1: the guy. Eventually I was sitting quietly at the back
Speaker 1: seat while Thomas was in the front. Being honest, I
Speaker 1: didn't notice the man's face when we got into the car.
Speaker 2: We booked the ride as a round trip.
Speaker 1: After reaching the supermarket, Thomas went inside to get the
Speaker 1: booze while I stood outside the car waiting for his return.
Speaker 1: The driver sat in side the car. I lit a
Speaker 1: cigarette for the first time. My eyes went to the
Speaker 1: rear view mirror. I saw the man's face. There was
Speaker 1: nothing od about his face, but as my eyes went
Speaker 1: to his neck, I got a bit startled. I saw
Speaker 1: deep scratch wounds on his neck, as if someone scratched
Speaker 1: him really bad, with long, sharp nails. The man suddenly
Speaker 1: noticed me watching his neck. He immediately pulled his T
Speaker 1: shirt collar up to hide them. I thought he might
Speaker 1: have some pet at his house or whatever it is.
Speaker 1: It's definitely none of my business. Thomas came back within
Speaker 1: a few minutes and we got into the car. This time,
Speaker 1: I noticed a change of behavior and the driver Thomas
Speaker 1: again started to chat Bud. The driver kept cutting the
Speaker 1: conversation short. Suddenly it felt like he was no longer
Speaker 1: interested in talking and just wanted to drop us off
Speaker 1: as soon as possible. I was sure Thomas felt weird
Speaker 1: too with this sudden change. He then handed me the
Speaker 1: beers and said keep it in the Backsmith. I took
Speaker 1: the plastic bags and I dropped it behind the back seat.
Speaker 1: The car had a narrow space behind the seat I
Speaker 1: was on. There was still fifteen to twenty minutes to
Speaker 1: reach home, so I started to scroll through my phone
Speaker 1: and silence took place inside the car. Everything was going
Speaker 1: well when suddenly the driver hit the brakes to avoid
Speaker 1: hitting a cat crossing the road. It created a little
Speaker 1: jerk and I heard the bottles clink to each other.
Speaker 1: I wanted to make sure that none of the bottles
Speaker 1: were broken, so I decided to check the plastic bag.
Speaker 1: But this time, as I lifted the bag to see inside,
Speaker 1: something unexpected happened. I saw that the bottom of the
Speaker 1: plastic was wet with a liquid like substance. It was
Speaker 1: dark inside the car and I couldn't see clearly. At first,
Speaker 1: I placed my hand underneath, and what I discovered gave
Speaker 1: me a hell of a shock.
Speaker 2: The liquid was nothing but blood.
Speaker 1: I was sure that the blood somehow came from the
Speaker 1: car itself, So without attracting the driver's attention, I switched
Speaker 1: on my phone's flashlight and tried to look at the
Speaker 1: narrow empty space behind. What I saw made my skin
Speaker 1: crawl in fear. A girl was and taped lying inside
Speaker 1: that empty space. She was hit on the head with
Speaker 1: a heavy object, which caused massive bleeding. I accidentally put
Speaker 1: the bag on her face, and thus her blood left
Speaker 1: a spot on the bag too. I could tell from
Speaker 1: her still motionless body that she was dead. Now I
Speaker 1: understand why the driver had those scratch marks on his neck.
Speaker 1: This man is a cold blooded murderer. He just murdered
Speaker 1: the girl, and before he could get rid of her body,
Speaker 1: he had to perform his duty to stay away from
Speaker 1: all kinds of suspicion, so he probably hid her in
Speaker 1: this empty space. The way her body was kept it
Speaker 1: made me immensely disturbed. I mean, anyone could barely fit there.
Speaker 1: This man is a predator, a freaking devil. I realized
Speaker 1: I have to inform Thomas about this alarming situation without
Speaker 1: letting this driver know that I've discovered this terrifying secret.
Speaker 1: I texted Thomas about the entire situation. I saw his
Speaker 1: fingers trembling as he read my text. He then looked
Speaker 1: at the driver. He couldn't believe this man was capable
Speaker 1: of doing such evil. Thomas and I made a plan,
Speaker 1: because no way are we letting this freak walk free
Speaker 1: after taking an innocent life. The car took a left
Speaker 1: turn onto an adjacent street to the highway. Thomas said, hey,
Speaker 1: can you pull over for a sec?
Speaker 2: I need to pee.
Speaker 1: We wanted to make sure that the driver was unarmed
Speaker 1: so that we could tackle him and knock him out.
Speaker 1: Thomas got out of the car and went behind a
Speaker 1: bush near the tree. Time passed away, but he didn't
Speaker 1: come back. I saw the driver getting restless. He turned
Speaker 1: to me and said, where did your friend go?
Speaker 2: Call him?
Speaker 1: I have to be somewhere after dropping you off. I
Speaker 1: called Thomas's phone and it rang inside the car. I
Speaker 1: told him to leave the phone inside so that I
Speaker 1: could make my next move, I said in a worried voice. Oh, no,
Speaker 1: seems like he forget his phone here. Would you mind
Speaker 1: giving a check on him? I saw him going towards
Speaker 1: the bush. The driver reluctantly looked here and there, then
Speaker 1: started to walk towards the bush. As soon as the
Speaker 1: man went behind the car, I jumped outside and held
Speaker 1: him by the neck.
Speaker 2: The man grunted in surprise, and Thomas jumped from the bushes.
Speaker 1: He tackled him and he started to throw kicks and
Speaker 1: punches like a jungle cat trapped in a cage. Then
Speaker 1: he took out a knife from his pocket and slipped
Speaker 1: my hand. I wasn't at all ready for the sudden attack.
Speaker 1: I screamed in pain as blood started to drip from
Speaker 1: my hand. Thomas kicked him between his legs from the front,
Speaker 1: and the man fell on the ground in pain. The
Speaker 1: knife from his hand dropped onto the floor. Thomas then
Speaker 1: punched him hard on the face. The man passed out immediately,
Speaker 1: and we heard police car sirens coming from a distance.
Speaker 1: That night, we couldn't watch the match, but none of
Speaker 1: us regretted that for a second. The cops came and
Speaker 1: took the man into custody. They sent the girl's body
Speaker 1: for inspection. We will feel sad forever that we couldn't
Speaker 1: save that girl. Later, we came to know that this
Speaker 1: uber driver picked up this girl from the road. The
Speaker 1: girl was a drug dealer. The man tried to take
Speaker 1: advantage of her. This would have le to a big argument,
Speaker 1: and in the rage of the moment, the man hit
Speaker 1: the girl with a rod. He couldn't handle the fact
Speaker 1: that he had killed this girl. He decided to get
Speaker 1: rid of her body after dropping us off. I still
Speaker 1: think this man would have escaped if Thomas and I
Speaker 1: didn't decide to man up about this situation. That night,
Speaker 1: we did something good, and I want to tell everyone
Speaker 1: to step up whenever you see someone harassing a woman
Speaker 1: or a man in front of you. If we decide wisely,
Speaker 1: we could stop many bad incidents and stop various kinds
Speaker 1: of crime from happening. The driver is now behind bars.
Speaker 1: Whenever I go out at night, I keep my eye
Speaker 1: open now because the devil masks his face with the
Speaker 1: veil of innocence.