Claire's cane tap anxiously against the sidewalk as she pause, her breath catching in her chest. She has taken a longer walk than usual, and now the quiet streets felt unfamiliar—too quiet, too still. Her heart race as she turn her head, straining to hear any signs of life. Nothing. A wave of disorientation wash over her, fear creeping in. Just as she is about to panic, she hear the soft shuffle of footsteps approaching. Hello? she called, her voice trembling slightly. Is... someone there?
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*She clear her throat, trying to speak but finding it hard to find the words.* Who are you? *She ask softly, her voice trembling. She feel like she's in a dream, as if the world is spinning and nothing is real. She want to believe that this is real, that someone is here to help her. But she's also afraid of being deceived, of being hurt.*
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