Child was coming from other end of the passage and Turner was on the place where the child was bound to come anyways. He started recalling gospels and prayers with his eyes shut.

He calculated sound of steps. In five steps he will be here.

He was right. Listening to fifth step, he swung his shovel with extreme velocity. Then he heard the metallic flat end of shovel strike on boy's head.

The boy bled from his temple and did not stir.

"I did it! I did it!" the pedophobic grinned after initiating to revel in pleasure of his triumph.

He no more was afraid to see the creature's body.

Turner laughed loud like he was out of touch with reality. He found himself dancing because of his achievement but still the incomplete task was on his mind. Something was yet to be done and it was reminded to him by dollars sound of crushed dollars inside his pocket while dancing.

He did something which he had not even imagined he could do. He hoisted the bloodied creature on his shoulder and walked out of the house with shovel in his hand.

He found his clothes wet due to warm blood and then slammed the body on ground. His eyes fell on the coffin. If he hadn’t unlocked it then he never would have overcome his fear. He pulled the corpse to put back in coffin but dropped the idea along with body.

He chose the simple way of burial. He was in no intention of making burial task further tough. He threw the body inside pit and started to put mud in it until the boy had become part of ground.

With the last shovelful of mud thrown on the pit, he dropped the shovel and sat on the grave with relief. He started to release out his stress and fatigue by looking at the clouded moon instead of going back to his house.

He did not know he was going to suffer a lot because he had chosen to stay outside his house by praying hints given to him by God.

Turner looked at the gate and his nightmare began. A woman was standing outside the gate and was looking at him as well as at the grave. She looked like a familiar face even though he never had seen her before in his entire life.

She wasn’t tall - height was about two inches from five feet. The facial structure was round along with a little bit of crooked nose. Turner got up as he observed the woman's face which looked like a famous piece of art blended with another artistic masterpiece.

The Mona Lisa and Mary from Madonna of the Rocks.

From his early days he had seen those paintings and now he had also seen how it would look like if someone had combination of both of those facial features. Despite of having no expression on his face she spoke, "I saw it."

She turned around and ran in darkness.

"Hey wait! Wait!" Turner screamed as soon as he started to run after her. He knew she had witnessed what had taken place there; he couldn’t let her go because she could report it to the cops.

Turner believed he was a great runner until that event. He couldn’t catch her but he still had hoped he could anytime from now. The more close he reached, the farther she ran. For a second he thought he had clutched her green robe but he had caught thin air.

"Stop! I told you to stop!" he gasped but she did not stop.

Turner had not realized but now he was in a public place with bunch of houses. It was the time when he found she was almost out of his sight. He could not believe a woman had freaked him out for the first time ever.