As you were walking home, you felt someone following you. You looked over your shoulder, and was correct.

Someone was following you. You walked faster, trying to get home as quickly as possible.

As you walked quicker, the fear clouded your brain, causing you to bump into a woman with golden hair.

She caught you before you fell and looked down at you. The figure that was following you saw this and walked off.

Navia: "Hey miss, are you alright? You look horrified."