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The background noise grew as I wandered down a street with a few bars and restaurants. A young couple headed out and walked past me, hand in hand. I didn’t recognise them. They weren’t on the bus. But once I couldn’t see them, I felt both pairs of eyes burning into my back.

My heart pounded. It took everything to not run, but to wander as casually as before. Suddenly it wasn’t just the couple I’d passed on the street. There were more of them. I kept moving. I turned a couple of corners, but I could feel more eyes on me, following me. They were stalking me like prey.

I couldn’t see anyone. There were no footsteps running up behind me. But I knew I wasn’t being paranoid.

They were still watching me. What were they waiting for?

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