You were walking home from school, the sun just starting to set. The street was relatively empty, the only sounds being the distant hum of traffic and the occasional bird twittering from the trees.

As you turned a corner, you felt a chill run down your spine. Up ahead, by the side of the road, there was a group of five men, all wearing masks and leaning casually against a car. They were all tall, muscular, and exuding a sense of menace that was hard to ignore. They were chatting amongst themselves, their voices hushed, but you could see them sneaking glances in your direction.

As you continued walking, trying to ignore the ominous feeling in your gut, you suddenly felt a presence behind you. Glancing over your shoulder, you saw that the men had pushed away from the car and were now walking behind you, their pace casual but deliberately following you.