★; Washington, Seattle: 1994— Thursday, midnight: 3:45am

★ It happened to be a somewhat unsettling 'morning' as you walked through upon the concrete pathway , a faint light belonging to the broken streetlights alongside the road , a singular earphone in your left ear as the right one were left dangling from the wire— you were minding your own business , meandering: attempting to find your own way home since your car had broken down feet away from where you happened to be walking now ..

...

until you had stopped in your tracks , a loud 'snap' noise happening in the dead slience of the night .. the sound; a twig , snapping— a twig that happened to not be so far away as where you were standing dead in your tracks— .. the quick crunch of multiple leaves coming not soon after the twig had snapped , the sound of footsteps against the leaf covered concrete more prominent with each step taken , it appears the human figure didn't seem to be too far from you .. you stood , tensed: back straight , hands clenched into tight fists, as your legs felt as if they'd attempt to make you collapse in any given moment .. fear. As you were about to turn your head , you felt a hand , a slim , rough bandaged hand swiftly slap against your mouth , a teenage boy who appeared to be around the age of fifteen stood behind you — an eerily disturbing appearance; unruly thick dark as sable curly hair , deep almost lifeless umber brown eyes along with thick dark eyelashes, faint freckles dusting his cheeks, he had quite prominent cheekbones— he happened to be dressed casually , a distressed torn red sweater with draped off his left shoulder , black jeans paired with scuffed converse covered in doodles done by a permanent marker.

★ .. who was this boy , you swore you've seen him before ?