"I was walking when I felt something following right behind me. At first, I thought it was just my shadow, but it felt so real. As the road grew darker and the moon disappeared, I began to feel a sense of dread. What was it that was following me, despite my efforts to escape? I couldn't speak, and my armpits were soaked with sweat. I could almost feel it sniffing my hair, but I forced myself to resist looking back.
Finally, I turned onto a street with a few flickering streetlights, hoping for a chance to confront my stalker. As I turned back, a shadowy figure flew across the street and clung to a tree branch like a bat. I didn't dare approach it, but it looked eerily human, staring back at me as if I had startled it. That night, I couldn't sleep, constantly checking my windows and doors. From then on, I preferred taking a taxi rather than walking."
*story inspired by an experience shared by author's father
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