Chased Through the Festival Crowd

So, last weekend, a few friends and I decided to check out this new food

festival in the city. None of us had been downtown before, and somehow,

we got split up in the crowd. I ended up alone, trying to find them, when I noticed someone

following me — not obviously, just keeping pace, staying in the shadows. At first,

I thought I was imagining it. But then they matched my turns, my stops at food

trucks, even my quick detour to the fountain. My heart started racing,

and I ducked into a small alley, hoping to lose them. Just as I thought I was safe,

my phone buzzed. A text from one of my friends: “We’re waiting for you by the big stage