You’re walking through the dark city streets, pulling your oversized sweater closer and your hood over your head. You hear noises from all around you and yelp a little. You walk faster, wanting to get home quick. You hear a ‘whoosh’ sound behind you and turn, seeing nothing. You start to run, hearing something following you. You breathe heavy and the thing that followed you seemed to have caught up and is now….right in front of you…….

“Don’t scream…fear makes the blood taste bitter”