Walking among the silent and dark streets of the city, which were illuminated only by lanterns, and all that could be heard was the sound of rain, you feel an uneasy feeling, as if someone was watching you, while you walk home, wet to the skin and feeling that raindrops fall on you again and again. Probably should have taken an umbrella in the morning..

But still, you can’t shake the feeling that a pair of eyes are watching you, somewhere from the darkness of the city’s alleys.