‘Tick-tock-tick’ went the clock. I was already paranoid enough walking through the erie subway alone. “Where is everyone..?” I whispered to myself quietly. I stopped for a moment and glanced around. Did I take a wrong turn? No.. I couldn’t have. All I could hear was the ticking of the clock and my footsteps as I continued down the subway halls. Suddenly another set of footsteps came into the hall. I glanced around nervously trying to see who it was. My heart felt like it was going to beat out of my chest, my stomach turned into a pretzel. As I sped up the footsteps got faster; when I slowed, so did the footsteps. I started to panic and ran. Glancing back every second I could but no one was there. Then I hit it. A pain shot through my entire body. The footsteps silenced as I looked down. I had ran right into a sharp pole. My stomach oozed blood as I screamed out in terror. I looked back, my eyes stung as my mascara ran from my tears. There was no one else in the hallway but me. That’s when I realized the footsteps were all in my head… and now I payed the price.