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Someone was following me. I spared a glance over my shoulder and sure enough there was someone there wearing nothing but black. I couldn't see his face and that made me more nervous. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up and goose bumps erupted over my skin. The chilly November air was biting at my cheeks as I broke out into a run. Even going in full sprint there was no way in hell I could out run this person. He was only five feet behind me now and he wasn't even sprinting. I looked forwards again just in time to ram my face into a hard chest. I fell back stunned and the original person caught me under my arms. The new person leaned close to my face and ran a gloved finger over my cold cheek. "Please, please, d-don't-" "Shh," he shushed his finger resting over my lips. "You'll be fine, Angel. Just fine.
Chapter One
