I lean back against the wall, listening to the familiar fall of your shoes against the sidewalk. It's late, you're heading home. Zoned out like always. It's time for one hell of a wake up call baby, and I'm going to be the one giving it to you. It's not going to hurt, but it's going to scare you, and I hope you're ready for it. I lunge the second you pass the alleyway, dragging you into the shadows. I feel you tense, but you're not freezing up, not now. Don't freeze. Fight back.
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