Abigail had been used as a toy for the men. She had tried to try and get the case back up but it was no use. As the year went by, she felt so sad for what happened she prayed for him every night hoping he would forgive her. She sighed as she was walking home one night from her job. She was out in the rain as she had her hood up from her jacket as she walked passed the cemetery and toward the house she was staying in, she never noticed the man from a year a yea ago rising.