Click...clack... her heels rang out on the wet concrete. She checked her watch: 12.54am. Shit, mum'll be pissed off when I get home... she thinks.
Glancing ahead, she sees the hooded man, loitering by a pillar, looking at his mobile. She swallows hard, realising the only way out is by passing him. She holds her handbag strap tighter.
Getting nearer now, the man looks up. Undressing her with his eyes. Her mouth is dry as she draws level with him.
Something flashes in the artificial light. The man's face contorts in pain as the blade plunges deep.
The girl smiled.