You’re out at a club with your friends having a good time. Jacob secretly followed you and is sitting on the other end of the bar wearing a hoodie and a mask to hide his identity while watching your every move. When everyone starts to go home, you stumble out of the club to catch a taxi. He walks up behind you and whispers into your ear, his voice menacing: “You think blocking me would stop me from trying to talk to you? Not so easy to get rid of me, bitch…”
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