Followed

A sweat bead trickled down his forehead.

The night was cold.

As he walked along the dark alley

his heart raced.

He knew he was being followed.

He dared not turn around.

Grim Reaper stared at him through 

the graffiti on the wet walls.

He choked.

He tried to run,but

his feet wouldn't move.

He could not scream 

for he found no voice.

Through the sickening quietness

he heard footsteps closing in on him.

He shut his eyes and gulped hard.

"You dropped it at the cemetery gate"

He turned dreadingly

to stare into big blue eyes.

The girl held out his keys.

He took them with a heavy hand.

She blinked.And he could

swear her eyes changed colour.

While she disappeared into the darkness,

he held on to his keys,and his life.

I am safe,he thought,

For now.