Stan left his apartment and began to take a walk. Nighttime was relatively safe for a tiny if the street wasn’t busy. Less of an opportunity to get kidnapped and with fewer people out there’d be less accidents.
Stan walked along enjoying the cool air and let his mind wander. Just then, he hear some footsteps behind him *THOOM* *THOOM*. He turned around, nobody there. He was bathed in the light of a street lamp and looked into the looked into the darkness. Many objects were in there, for a second he though he saw breathing. There was a slight gleaming glisten that could have been a set of eyes.
Stan started to jog, something was wrong, he hadn’t seen a person but his gut told hime there was someone there. He was trying to pass it off as exercise, but in reality he was running for his life. His fears were confirmed and the steps continued in much more quickly! *THOOM* *THOOM* *THOOM*. Stan looked back and saw a person cloaked in the night.
Someone was chasing him! He turned into an alley and saw that it was a dead end. He did a 180 and there she was, the stranger in the shadows. A hand came down and gripped his whole body. The hand tightened and his from was crushed into a misshapen blob. She giggled and walked into the light of a street light. Stan looked up, who was the lady?
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