I breathed a sigh of relief and caught my breath a bit, Feeling like I must have imagined it through paranoia, I turned back around. I couldn't help myself, I screamed petrifying as the same figure was in front of me, only a lot, lot closer. I could clearly see the details of his clothes, the knife, and then history caught up with me. The figure I saw was the deathly figure of the infamous Jack the Ripper. I didn't know what to do then. Jack the Ripper died a long time ago, didn't he? I turned on my heel and started to run but my body didn't move. Someone was grabbing on to my arm, I slowly turned my head and a horrifying face startled me. His eyes were grey and bloodshot with huge black bags underneath them. His skin looked as if it was burnt and sore, and his teeth were yellow, but there were cracks in them with a red stain.

　　I screamed again and tried to get my arm free but the man had pushed me on to the ground. He kneeled down over me and moved the knife close to my stomach. I screamed in pain as the knife cut the surface layer of my skin. I couldn't lie there and let him kill me, so I bit the hand which was over my mouth and wriggled away from him. I ran back in the direction of my house but I forgot about my school bag which I had dropped while trying to get away. I then fell and smacked my head against the pavement. As everything went black, a tear came from my eye as I saw his boots stop near my side. I smiled a bit as I would not have to feel the pain as he mutilated my body.

　　我如释重负，长出了一口气，也许那是我的幻觉。我转回身来，哇！那个影子正在我的前面，而且比刚才近了很多，我不由自主地惊声尖叫起来。他的衣服还有手中的匕首都清楚地出现在我面前，刹那间往事浮现在我脑海里。这不就是那个臭名昭著的凶手杰克死时的样子吗？我手足无措了，凶手杰克不是死了很久了吗？我想撒腿就跑但是身子却动不了。有人抓住了我的胳膊，我缓缓地转过头来，那张可怕的脸吓得我魂不附体。灰色的眼睛充满了血丝，下方垂着两个巨大的眼袋，乌黑的一片。看上去像是被烧焦了的皮肤，又像是溃烂了的样子，以及满嘴的黄牙，裂开了，布满了红色的斑点。

　　我再一次歇斯底里般的狂叫，试图把胳膊抽回来，但是被他一把推翻在地。他用膝盖抵着我，匕首伸向我的胃部。我的皮肤被割开了，我痛苦的嘶叫着。我不能够躺在那任他宰割，我在他捂着我嘴的手上猛咬了一口，然后挣扎着跑开了。我朝着我家的方向跑去，我的书包在我挣扎的时候掉在了地上，但是我忘记了。后来我摔倒了，头撞倒了人行道上。当看到他的双脚站在我旁边时，我绝望了，一滴眼泪顺着脸颊流下来。我露出了些许的微笑，我再也不用忍受他对我身体的蹂躏了。