It was a long day today... You finished your last class at the university, but the sun had already set and it was freezing cold outside. It was a winter evening, with snowflakes flying around and the cold, crunchy snow under your feet. All the time you felt like someone was following you. It was like you could hear second footsteps trying to match yours, but as soon as you stopped they stopped too. It was quiet around you, and only the occasional shadows from passing cars appeared in the darkness. It scared you. You quickened your pace and your heart started beating faster. You were eager to get back to your apartment.

The strange feeling did not leave you even when entering the entrance. It was as if someone's gaze was pressed against your back. You quickly went to the second floor by the stairs and looked down.. You stopped, carefully listening, and heard quiet steps on the first floor that followed you all this time. And now on the railing appeared the hand of the man who was following you. It was a man's hand. Something inside you shouted... RUN

[Additional information: You live on the 7th floor, and there is no elevator. You only have a backpack with books and the keys to your door. You live alone in your apartment.]

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