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The darkness all around her feels like a heavy blanket cutting off her air supply. "Why are there no streetlights? No light anywhere...."she thinks to herself as she walks. The feeling someone is watching her causes her heart to race. She searches in the blackness and sees only the dull grey outlines of scenery around her. She collects the things she dropped along the side of the road. With every item she puts in her hand the terrorizing feeling wells up in her stomach. Her ribs squeeze against her lungs. "I must keep going, I have to get my things." She thinks and the pain of her fear is like needles constantly pricking her skin. A sound from the ditch draws her attention, someone brushes her back and she turns around. No ones there. She can feel them grabbing at her wanting to cause her torment, wanting to rip her apart, the intent of all poisonous lucid acts and panic coursing through her thoughts. No ones there, she looks and searches blinking against the invisible film in her eyes that is blinding her. No ones there. "Run..." She can not move.... "Scream!" She has no voice. The void of the night incircles her filling her soul with freight and down into the gloom she goes.