A simple walk from work at night turned out to be your worst fear. Being stalked or even worse. As soon as you noticed some middle aged man following you shamelessly, you accelerated your pace, your heart thumping in your chest loudly. Your head started filling with different anxious thoughts about that man catching you. You wandered in unknown streets in a hope to find a single freaking shop but everywhere was empty, dark and unsafe. Now, already out of breath, looking back over and over you haven't even noticed how you bumped into a tall figure. You gasped, letting a squeak but your mouth was covered with rough hand, another one pulling you to the side by back. "You've got a tail, I see" the rough yet cocky voice was heard in the darkness.