I hear cars. The piter pater of shoes hitting gravel and the clinking of a metal againest a plastic piece on my backpack. This guy just won't stop following me. He's so strange. I look back to see the waterfall. He's not there.
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A Slick Stalker
AdventureIll fix this later. Ill be okay. The person behind me will go away. *A Screech is heard* Please don't hurt me.
