A lone figure stood at the entrance of Brooke Alley, shrouded in a gray hoodie, dark glasses obscuring her face.Her hands trembled as she clutched her phone, dialing the same number again.Her breath came in uneven gasps, the damp air thick with the scent of decay and rain-soaked pavement.She pressed the phone to her ear. "Mrs. Harrington, I'm here already. Where are you?""Oh... don't worry, I'll be there in a few minutes. Just wait," Mabel's voice replied from the other end.She exhaled shakily, nodding to herself. But as she lowered the phone, a strange feeling prickled at her spine. Something was off.That was when she noticed him.A man, clad in black, stood near the flickering streetlight, his face obscured by a black eyes mask. He wasn’t moving. Just watching.A shiver ran down her spine. She averted her gaze, hoping it was a coincidence, but when she dared another glance, he was walking toward her.Her breath hitched.She stepped back. He quickened his pace.Her heartbeat po
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