She was walking home to the flats through the darkened streets. The quietness began to make her nervous.

She noticed a tall dark shadow close behind hers as she passed a lamp post. It was still there when she reached the next one. Her heart was thumping and she quickened her step. She started to run. She couldn’t hear the footsteps but knew he was still there, keeping up with her.

The faster she ran, the faster he ran. She willed herself on, desperate to outpace him. Her heart was racing and fear consumed her. She scrambled over a bush trying to escape, but every step she took brought further obstacles. She was climbing stairs but thought she’d never reach safety. And still he was behind her, almost within grabbing distance. The sweat was pouring off her.

Then the alarm went off.