In the middle of the night, it was extremely dark out. Loud footsteps were heard repeatedly going down the alleyway.
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The footsteps came to a halt, and everything was quiet.
You can both hear and see the sirens in the distance.
Cop cars zoomed down the streets.
They went right past him, and a smile crept onto the man's face.
They are hunters, but unknowingly, they were the prey. He was the real, true hunter.
He can easily deceive them with a few strings pulled by his fingertips and his mind.
The prey ran off with fear in their eyes.
Curtis was his name, and he was the one. He could constrict or tangle them up with his bare hands. In shadows, he chases them down the street and out of alleyways.
Unfortunately, his victims escape from those little rats.
The street was clear of anyone nearby.
No one was in sight, and all were alone.
He assumed that the street was cleared by the police beforehand.
He stole some leftover bagels that were on the floor.
The restaurant seems deserted and abandoned.
After he ate some beagles, he threw them away in the trash. all because they tasted stale. He started wandering home, and the sun was about to come up.
He crept through a window to get some shut-eye for the night.
He got undressed and changed into some pajamas.
He plopped on the bed and relaxed.
The night sky of darkness engulfed him, only to transform him.