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Remember: everything Wyatt Whiley says is made up.
A menacing chuckle echoes in the alleyway as you sprint as fast as you can, tears streaming down your cheeks.
"I'm gonna get you." Your stalker growls.
You make a sharp left and land on the concrete when you bump into a huge man smoking a cigar with three other males.
"Watch where you're going, Little Girl." the man says, his eyes glaring, his physique towering over you.
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