Ash Kelley

After lingering a moment to lock her car doors, Kitty turned and began walking towards the building.

The door that led to Kitty and Marianne's second floor apartment was in the back of the building, which required her to walk down a dark alley, lit faintly by the street lamp by the railroad tracks at the other end, but pretty dark.

Maybe Kitty finally caught on to this man who'd been following her since she left the bar.

Or maybe she simply got the feeling that something wasn't right.

We don't know.

Whatever the case, she started running towards the streetlight.

And the man behind her ran after her.

Oh, God, that's an absolute nightmare.

Most women know that feeling.

Absolutely.

Now she'd reached the entrance to the bookstore when he finally caught up with her, knocking her to the ground and driving his hunting knife into her back, yanking it out and then stabbing her again.

It happened this fast.

Oh my God.

Several of Kitty's neighbors were awoken by the screams they heard coming from the street.

She shouted, oh my God, he stabbed me.

Please help.

Please help me.

At that, one of the windows in the apartment above shot open and a man, Robert Moser, stuck his head out and he shouted, let that girl alone, thinking that she was being harassed by someone.

Yeah.

The sound of Moser's voice startled Kitty's attacker, who looked up at the man in the window, then shrugged his shoulders and walked down Austin Street towards his car.