Chapter 33

As I stood there, frozen in fear, the figure began to move towards me. I tried to run, but my legs felt heavy, as if rooted to the spot. The figure loomed closer, its features becoming clearer with each step.

It was a man, tall and imposing, with piercing blue eyes that seemed to bore into my soul. He was dressed in a black suit, his face expressionless.

"Who are you?" I tried to ask, but my voice was barely a whisper.

The man didn't respond. Instead, he reached out and grabbed my arm, his grip like a vice.

"You're coming with me," he growled, his voice low and menacing.

I tried to struggle, but he was too strong. He dragged me across the street, away from the crowded café and into a dark alleyway.

As we walked, the man's grip on my arm tightened. I could feel his eyes on me, boring into my skin.

Suddenly, he stopped and spun me around to face him.