The ambush in the dark, the screams, the escape into the reeds in Pirri: «Molested by the hooded maniac, but I'm not the only one»
The story of the 27-year-old attacked by a man near via Newton in Cagliari: «I reported it, but now I feel dirty. Two more victims in the same situation"Per restare aggiornato entra nel nostro canale Whatsapp
«I don't give up my freedom . What happened embarrasses me , it tears me apart. But that doesn't mean I will stay at home, without living and without – above all – reporting." The words, pronounced firmly, are those of FS, the twenty-seven year old from Settimo San Pietro who was molested at dawn on Sunday by a hooded maniac in Pirri , near via Newton. The tragic episode was then told and shared on social media, with a Facebook post. «But there are many details and I want to tell you precisely how that night went », the girl anticipates. The attack occurred after a night out at the disco . «We were among the "caddozzoni" who are in front of the place. Even though it was 6 in the morning, there were lots of guys like me and my friends who had spent the night in the club. It seemed like a peaceful situation, the place wasn't deserted", underlines the young woman. But then the time comes to go home and reach the car, left not far away "in the car park near the high schools, at Marconi".
So the group moves away and walks along Via Pisano, which runs alongside an uncultivated field and the municipal hospice. «They were walking a few steps away from me, my feet hurt and I was a little slower. At a certain point – he continues – they turned to make sure I was still there. And they didn't see anyone. After a few seconds, I turned around too. That's when I saw him: the hooded man." A handful of meters and the dim lights of the morning separated him from the girls. Shortly afterwards «with a lightning bolt, I found him behind me. I don't remember anything about him, I only know that he was tall, dressed all in black. His face was unrecognizable because he was looking downwards. I don't even know if he had gloves : his hands were black but maybe I'm wrong, I couldn't see his palms. He wasted no time: he slipped his hands between my legs and pressed. My underwear resisted a bit but his dirty hands were there, on me ."
I didn't even have time to understand what was happening before "I started screaming. He then – just as he arrived, silently and quickly – left. He took refuge in a reed thicket. And from there, knowing he was covered by the foliage, he continued to follow us, walking through the vegetation. We could see him staring at us, it was horrible ." The phone call to 112 was immediate, with «the police who remained on the phone with me until I got into the car. Then I ran home. I know that they arrived on site later and searched the area with torches."
After the great scare comes the complaint on social media. "I wrote everything on Facebook, then yesterday I formalized the complaint ", points out the twenty-seven year old. Thanks to the shares, the first feedback also arrived, with two girls who « told me they had had the same experience, with the same person, that morning . So I wasn't the only one ." What remains of that Sunday morning at dawn is the fear and a strong sense of shame. «I am a strong person, I don't let myself be intimidated. But this doesn't change things. What happened is shocking, I hope the culprit will be identified soon."