The night was cold and dark. The air was filled with a thick white fog; only the moon lit the way. Franklin checked his watch and then peered down the dark path; he had heard the rumours about being out this late. Someone or something wandered the streets, and those who were caught out never made it home. Sometimes a body would be found, but others just disappeared, never to be seen again. Franklin tried his best to creep down the path without making a sound; his heart thrashed against his chest with every moment. His breath grew shallow as panic continued to build in the pit of his stomach. He wanted to run but was scared that he might alert someone that he was there. Franklin stopped and listened as he heard something coming up from behind him. The panic rose; filling his chest. Should he run and try to make it to safety? After all, it was just a rumour, but what if it wasn’t and something was out there.
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