Eight Years?

*HUFF HUFF!*

With the sound of rapid footsteps, a person stopped running and jumped into a garbage can, hiding his body from outside.

" Fuck! Fuck! I thought those were just urban superstitions! How is it possible?"

" Where are you running, dear? Didn't you say you need a girlfriend? A companion?"

An eerie voice drifted out, a mix of the gentle voice of a woman and a hoarse voice like someone scratching nails on a blackboard.

The man quivered as she covered his mouth with his palm, trembling from horror after hearing that voice.

With a slight rustling sound, he felt something sweep past the alley. The man bit his lips as he felt the thing following him getting farther.

' I shouldn't have done that! I shouldn't have done that thing.' The man cursed in his heart as tears burst forth. ' Why? I thought it was just a joke! Why is it happening?'