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- Herausgeber: BookRix
- Kategorie: Abenteuer, Thriller, Horror
- Sprache: Englisch
The Man Chapter 2: Uneasiness
Getting home from a night of smoking can be tough, especially when you're a teenager with friends who manage to get you lost almost everytime you head into a new alleyway. It's even worse when you're alone on the dark, empty city streets with only your friends with the possibility of being stalked.
But that's a ridiculous idea to consider, there's no way you're being stalked by anyone, especially when you're a hardened teenager with knowledge of the city and what to do, is it?
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The Man Chapter 2: Uneasiness
BookRix GmbH & Co. KG81371 MunichUneasiness
The walk down the city streets was quiet besides the sound of three pairs of sneaker-clad feet pounding the stone ground as they walked along with a purpose. Well, maybe a little too quiet for poor Andrew, he knew it was stupid to be afraid of the dark and silence of the nighttime city especially after countless times and adventures through the dark alleyways and sometimes not always, either closed or even abandoned buildings that were way creepier then anything he’d ever seen in horror films, but he couldn’t help the feeling that he was being watched and after what had happened with that man, well that made the feelings even worse. It almost made his guts hurt like hell nearly like they were being crushed by a five pound rock.
Andrew swallowed harshly, a lump had formed in his throat from the feelings clenching his heart harder than any kind of wall he had the displeasure of bumping into when drunk. He tried to force it back down, but it was almost like attempting to swallow a rock or food that hadn’t been completely chewed up, the latter option he accidentally did while eating a pack of jawbreakers with his two friends when they snuck to a candy store during school. The lump in Andrew’s throat was a reminder of that memory and it nearly caused him to choke on his spit and fear as he walked almost like a zombie in a horror movie.
The boy rubbed a couple fingers against the fabric of his shirt before pulling at the collar and some of his shirt away from his now sweat soaked skin, his clothes themselves suddenly feeling hot and uncomfortable despite the coolness of the night around them. Andrew took a shaky breath and gave what could easily be considered the world’s loudest gulp in the dead silence of the world and city as a whole, swallowing down the five pound rock in his throat which hit his stomach like a heavy rock being dropped into a small pond.
The noise was rather unexpected even if it was made by his own throat and shamelessfully, the sudden interruption made Andrew nearly leap out of his skin. “Goddammit Andrew,” the blond boy muttered under his breath, slapping both hands against his face in some horrible attempt to calm himself down or something. “Relax, it was just you making those noises, definitely not anyone else out here and definitely not…him…” Well, that just threw all of the reassurance Andrew once had for himself out the freaking window, now did it?
But how in the hell could Andrew not think about that encounter that happened a few minutes ago? How could Andrew not shudder in fear every time he looked behind him or into an empty alleyway? How could he not feel slightly unnerved under the cover of darkness and silence that, once upon a time, used to be a sign of comfort and relief as that meant there was no one around to see them engage in their more ‘private’ activities? Well, the answer was pretty obvious, a scary experience happened right in the places that usually were places that he and his friends used as hangouts for smokes or something else and the fact that it had happened at night didn’t help matters at all.
Sure, the experience didn’t escalate to the worst case scenarios that most cliche horror stories or movies resorted to when the action had barely picked up. But still, the situation was so weird and admittedly terrifying, that it could’ve escalated to a scenario Andrew would never want to be in, maybe not the worst-worst kind of situation the boy was thinking of. But regardless of what situation it could’ve been, hell Andrew could’ve been freaking out over nothing, Andrew needed to cover his bases even if the odds of something terrible going on and happening to him or his friends were rather small.
