Over the sound of my own footsteps, I realized I could hear another set, almost in time. It wasn’t unusual; this part of the city was filled with houses and there was nearly always someone else on the street. Something in the night, though, started a small cold fire of fear in my heart, caused me to walk a little faster. My footsteps echoed off the buildings nearby, and I realized that whoever was behind me was walking a little faster as well...
A standalone modern-day fantasy story. A boy goes through some mementoes with his grandfather, and discovers that someone may be watching over him. Mild spookiness.
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Music: "The Pyre" Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com)
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