A few cars drove by, all fo them looking at my horrified face. But only one stoped.

“Are you alright, kid?” a man in a busness suit asked me. I looked behind me at the man, aparently no one else could see him. The one folowing me shook his head and grined, howing sharp teath. I nodded at the man in the car. He shrugged and drove on.

But when the car had gone behind it was another man. He was tall and had waist long black hair. Over one of his gray eyes was some sort of tatoo, it looked almost tribal. He had black jean-like pants on and a white blouse, with a black coat over it. He grined at me then to the man behind me, and frowned.

I looked at the man that had been folowing me. His grin was still their but it was no longer frigting. He now looked scared. I looked back to the man in the street, cars were going right through him! I began shaking as the two men walked closer to eachother.

I could see they were talking, I saw their lips moving. Yet I couldn’t hear a thing.