Its just too quiet she thought to herself as she sat in the uncomfortable wooden chair tapping her indes finger nervously against the oak table. These were the times she hated the most; silence. Being left alone with her thoughts. She needed to clear her head, and she decided to go for a run.
She reflected on the odd silence as she grabbed her coat and sprinted out the door. Not the right kind of quiet though. No. this was not a peaceful quiet at all; this was the sort of quiet that makes one worry. So quiet that you can hear the sound of absolutely nothing.
She shook her head and turned out onto the main street. Slowing down, she focused on nothing and everything all at once. It was very dark outside and she was grateful for the small amount of illumination the streetlamps provided. This was the time of night when city life was just getting started, but for a small town like hers, it was completely dead. There was not any cars on the road and all the front windows were dark. She wondered to herself if there was danger of being out alone this late, but pushed the thought to the back of her mind like she had done to so many others over the years and continued on, pushing herself to go even faster despite the burning in her lungs and her aching calves.
She tripped over a crack in the cement and cursed silently to herself as she wiped the gravel off her hands. It was then that she heard a shoe scrape against the pavement. It was small, almost unnoticeable but she had somehow heard it in that moment of silence right before she got up off the pavement. She was shaky standing up and felt like turning around and running right back home. don’t be ridiculous, it was probably just an animal, and continued on her path.
After a couple more blocks, she could still not shake the feeling that she was being followed. Everything was adding to her theory that she was not walking alone that night; the footsteps that she was sure were not hers, the shadow sucking out of the eerie circles of flickering light on the sidewalk. She quickened her pace and made sure she stayed out of the shadows, just in case. She was getting warm even though it was the middle of autumn, so she stopped to take off her jacket.
In those few seconds that she was not moving, several events happened one on top of the other so fast that she couldn’t quite sort them out until later. Suddenly she saw 2 pairs of bright lights driving towards her. There was a loud crack, a familiar face, an then blackness.

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