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But then a rat emerged from the bushes,
I let out a relieved laugh. "Just a rat," I muttered to myself before continuing on my path. But the feeling of being watched didn't leave me.
I continued on my path, constantly looking over my shoulder and scanning the area for any signs of danger.
But my fear soon turned into panic when I heard footsteps behind me.
"Who's there?" I called out, but no response.
I slowly began to pick up the pace, feeling my heart hammering in my chest at the sound of the footsteps closing in on me. "I said, who's there?" I called out again, my voice shaking with fear.
"Oh, just a couple of friends looking for a little fun," the stranger replied with a low chuckle.
The hairs on the back of my neck stood on end as I broke into a run, my mind racing with th
