open w/ anna ] i stroll along the streets of the city. i keep my eyes on the gro…


open w/ anna ] i stroll along the streets of the city. i keep my eyes on the ground until i screaming from the shop just in front of me. a man rushes out of the building and spots me, grabbing me and running along with his arm around my arm. i yell out frantically for any sort of help.

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