#WritcoStoryChallenge
The streetlights were dim as the midst enclosed it in it's mysterious grip. She peered out of her window into the darkness, was there someone out there or was it her imagination?

"Shit" she cussed silently to herself as she realized she'd forgotten her phone with Michael. That was when the footsteps started. Gently at first, as though tapping against the floor ever so slightly.

"Susan.."
It was faint at first, faint enough for her to even doubt it was ever there, it must've been her imagination, she knew better than to take those pills so...