A scream was heard in the distance, then the rain came. It poured heavily on the running girl. "Someone, help me, please! I beg of you!" The girl gathered her skirts and tried to run faster. Down a dark alley something scratched around. The girl ran down one street then turned down a dimly lit alley. The woman ran into a dead end. A shadow consumed her with fear, causing her to drop to her knees screaming. But stll no one came. London can be a cruel place. "W-w-who are you?!?" the girl screamed at the dark figure in front of her. "I am the one who walks in the dark, feeds on fear and hate. I am not human nor am an I angel or devil. I breathe but I do not live. I live with the dead, even though I am not. I am simply a being of your imagination..."
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