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Walking down the street you pass a dark alley. It’s too dark to look down as you pass, so you ignore it and keep going. Just as you pass it you hear a noise behind you. You stop. Without turning around you try to think if you’re just hearing things. You decide you must be because there’s nothing else out. So, you continue walking, but as you start the noise happens again and this time you do turn around.
All you see is the light fog that has been around you for most of your walk and that the only other light, aside from the moon’s, is the flickering street lights. Then, as a strong breeze comes through just for a moment and all the street lamps, as far as you can see up and down the street (or road, which ever sounds better), go out one by one till it gets down to the one near you. And it too goes out. So, now you’re left standing with pretty much no light and a light fog around you.
More noise comes from the alley you passed. You debate with yourself whether or not you should go see what it is or just forget you heard anything at all and continue on your way. The problem is part of you is screaming for you to go back and look while the other wants you to turn back around and go home. Bolt the doors and windows shut and forget this ever happened.
As your conscience battles on the fog around you grows thicker and the light from the moon starts to fade ever so slowly. You also find it odd that you still haven’t seen any one for some time and that all the shops in the area you’re in have closed. Your somewhat drunk and are walking slowly through here because it’s said to be one of the safest ways to go at night and you're drunk and uncoordinated so you figured it really would be the safest way. Luckily you still have quite the way to go.
Deciding to agree with the side telling you to go on home and telling to other to stuff it. You turn around and go on your way, but what ever is in that alley thinks differently. For you hear a voice begin to sing. It’s so soft and faint that can barely hear it, but you're sure you hear something. This causes you to stop and again you are forced to decide. Do you want to know what and who the voice belongs to bad enough to turn around and go look or do you choose to say the hell with it and go about your way home?
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