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Submitted to Contest #321
Elizabeth James was used to walking home alone. Streetlights blinked in broken intervals, her shoes tapping rhythmically against the pavement. But that night, the rhythm doubled. A second set of footsteps followed hers—too close, too deliberate.She stopped. The echo stopped.“Hello?” she called out, her voice steadier than she felt.Nothing.She forced a laugh and started walking again, faster this time.Oh Elizabeth. Enough nonsense, You are alone. As always.But then came the whisper, low and right beside her ear:“You can see me?”Her heart drop...
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