prisca enwerem

STALKED

The night was dark and the deem streetlights seemed to have no effect on the unapologetic darkness of the night. Step by step they walked. One, unaware of the others. Six feet's walking but only 2 were heard. 'Jack' he heard. Tacitly, he spun around but there was no one. A cat ran across the road and bashed into a trash can. Shocked, he moved towards the trash can, gently tilted it downwards and a rat jumped out and unto his face.