It's dark and I'm not used to walking alone but despite everyone's advice, I take the long way through the park. The trees bending in the wind are making a weird clinking sound, almost like people hitting champagne glasses together.

I feel like I'm being watched as the streetlights cast an eerie glow through the trees and the fence. The sound of clanging only intensifies that feeling, so I turn, just to make sure.

'Hello?'� I call out to the night, uncertain whether or not I would welcome a reply.

No reply comes, but that doesn't do much to ease my escalating fears, so I pick up my pace from a slow walk to a brisk jog.

'I'll never do this again.'� I say aloud, just to give myself the illusion of company.

I slow down when I see the park's exit and shake my head and laugh, happy to know that it was all my imagina'�

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