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Stalker in the Shadows - Part One

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There he was. Every day, he would leave the train station at precisely twelve, without fail. I glanced up at the tower that dominated the city skyline. That’s where he worked and not only did he work there, he was near the very top. I smiled as I watched him constantly check his phone, he would also do that. I’m not too sure why he did it, he wasn’t going to be late nor did he have any messages on there. How do I know this? Well I had to hack into his phone of course, you might think it’s unethical, but I strongly believe that I have the right to know, besides, it was me that always over watched him as he walked to work, doesn’t that give me the right to protect his social and private life?

He then quickly began walking down the street that was swarming with people. It was like a massive ant farm, with everybody here dressed up in their expensive suits or dresses, wearing dark sunglasses and with the majority of them on their phones, seemingly ignoring those around them. I shook my head, disgusted at what I was seeing. The financial district truly showed the ugly side of humanity, the greedy element that, no matter how hard we find it, lurks in us all, just wanting to jump out when we give it a chance to. It’s like a buzz, getting greedy, it’s as if we feel high when we do it, the thought of getting more than what we bargained for, and it’s thrilling!

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