It must be the girls.
"We will be there in five minutes," says Dr. Stalker.
At the same time, I read their message, which clearly states that we are not going on a trip today. 

I don't let on and get out of the car in silence. 

Instead of leaving immediately, he waits for me to get inside the station. 

Only then does he finally drive off.

According to the sign, the next bus won't leave for another two hours. 

How I hate that! 

Now I'm stuck here for at least two hours. 

Who says it has to rain all day? 

We could catch the next train.  I put this suggestion to the group. 

Surprisingly, they talk their way out of it with absurd reasons. I leave it at that and don't dwell on it.

Annoyed, I sigh. 

Today, of all days, I had put so much effort into choosing my makeup and clothes, all in the hope of meeting Kenan. He's been hanging out with his older siblings since the holidays. 

So I am denied the chance to see him. 

My eyes fall on a little boy playing happily with his ball. His mother is on the phone next to him.

I could have gone back with Dr. Stalker. 

But where would my pride be?
Suddenly, I see the little boy's ball rolling down the stairs. 

As if on command, he starts to cry. His mother barely notices him.
"Don't worry, I'll bring you your ball! Wipe your tears and wait for me, OK?" I wink at him and pat him on the head. He nods obediently. 

Smiling, I look at him before heading towards the rolling ball.

The ball continues to roll down the long corridor. 

In a few minutes, it will bounce off the wall and then roll back in my direction. I follow the ball at a leisurely pace. Fortunately, there are no people in sight; otherwise, the ball would have gone somewhere else.
Suddenly, the impossible happens. Just before the goal, the ball turns into an alley. 

Totally perplexed, I try to process this phenomenon. 

My stomach churns, warning me not to follow the ball. 

But what could be lurking in the alley? Apart from some rodents? 

After all, I am at a railway station.

I push all my worries aside and turn off. Bingo! The ball stands still, literally waiting for me to grab it.
"Let's get you back to your owner," I mutter to myself.
Suddenly, I freeze in my tracks, terrified by what I'm seeing. 

The ground near the ball is a black hole with a head sticking out of it. 

Completely horrified by the slanted face, I lose my footing. 

Trembling, I watch as a black-haired woman dressed in Asian clothes crawls out. 

She is licking her fingers like an animal. Then she suddenly looks at me with a grin on her face. 

The sight of her makes me tremble even more than before. 

My mind starts to work again, but it doesn't calm me down for a moment. 

Instead, the stench makes my stomach lurch, and I want to throw up.

"Well, pretty lady?" the female figure replies in a rather high voice, so I have to cover my ears. 

She picks up the ball, spins it with one finger, and looks at me again. 

Why can't I take my eyes off her? 

She is so horrible to look at; I should be able to!

Suddenly, she has the urge to feed me. It's probably just a matter of time before I pass out. 

Why does my mind always work so well, but my body never does?

"You miss the rain as much as I do," she whispers almost squeakily. 

Suddenly, she grabs me by the collar. 

That is the end of me!