Beyond the Divorce

It was past the usual working hours, so there wasn't a soul in sight in the basement. Carol had left early today and reminded me to head back sooner. However, I lost track of time because I was engrossed in my work.

As I traversed the basement, I heard hurried footsteps behind me before feeling a rush of wind. I turned and instinctively dodged, but I took a hit on my shoulder. It caused me to grunt in pain.

Before I could realize what had happened, another blow struck me. This time, I saw what hit me. It was a wooden bat. I sidestepped and shouted, "Who are you?!"

I noticed the person wearing black sportswear with a hood and mask to cover their features. I couldn't even make out what gender the person was. However, the person's slender figure hinted at them being a

woman.

"What the hell do you want?!" I demanded, retreating while watching the assailant. Suddenly, two more masked individuals with wooden bats appeared behind her.

I knew they were targeting me and had prepared for this confrontation. I soon realized they had trapped me. I pointed at the woman and shouted, "Don't be so rash! There are cameras everywhere!"

I backed away nervously and asked again, "What do you want?!

figure out the woman's identity, something even more terrifying happened. The piercing

back, and the motorcyclist revved their engine at the entrance to Section E of the basement parking. The sound was intimidating, and I could almost imagine what would happen next. Meanwhile, the trio with bats continued to approach. I knew they

What do you want with me?" I could only feign composure while nervously retreating. I regretted Atlas's advice to wait

was in my bag, and only my car keys were in my hand. I knew trying to reach for my phone to call for help was impossible. Moreover,

away with this,

who you guys are!

patrols

way. You won't

hoping for a chance to

I knew for sure she was a woman after that. I immediately