I am already speed walking, my breath fogging in the air, I didn't think I could move any faster without breaking into a run; which I was too afraid might encourage a chase. But really, was I just being silly? I mean, come on, how likely is it that this guy is actually following me? After all, it's not like this is a quiet, isolated street. I walk it home almost every night. I see other people.
But tonight is different. Maybe I am just being paranoid. This guy is probably walking home too. I've only just noticed him; how long has he even been walking behind me? Perhaps he only just turned on to this street. He's pretty far away too. So far if it weren't for the way he walked, all heaviness and assuredness, I co...
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