The man’s voice was ringing in my ears as I ran and I didn’t stop until I’d reached the bottom of the hill leading to the hotel. I paused to catch my breath and listened for footsteps but no-one had followed me. I cursed myself for being so silly. I didn’t know what it was about the man but he sent a terror through my veins. I walked slowly up the hill …
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