ZARAH He has been following me since I rounded the block— and I just entered the back alley of my apartment. Honestly, I'm a bit tired of men stalking me like I'm some prey to play with before they attack. Well, I guess we'll soon know who the prey really is here. Leaning on the back door of the apartment building I've been staying at for almost a year now, I cough loudly into the dark, feigning weakness. The man that has been following me stops. I sense him more than I see him, and I cough louder, dropping to the floor this time. Slowly but surely, the footsteps become louder, closer, and my breath stills. Waiting. He reaches my side and his hand stretches to touch me. Too bad. I extend my leg, kicking his, and he loses his footing. In a blink, I'm on my feet, and I reach out to grab him, but he rolls out of my reach and to the other side of the alley. He glances around, and I follow his gaze. There's a bin blocking half the path on one side, and the road is clea
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