The footsteps turn from walking to running. Running towards you. Remembering what you have on you, you strike at it. It sends the thing back and gives you time to run away.
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You manage to make it to your street. It’s quiet and dark. Although those footsteps cannot be heard anymore, you decide that you should still keep an eye out for that thing.
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You turn to your house and walk up the pathway before you are grabbed from behind.
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In a quick attempt to escape, you turn around and... Y