It was late when Maya finally got on the bus. The streets were empty, and the driver didn’t say a word when she tapped her card.
She sat near the middle. The bus was quiet… too quiet.
At the next stop, someone got on.
A tall man. Hood up. Face hidden.
He didn’t sit. Just stood near the back.
Maya glanced at him once, then looked away. Something felt… off.
A few minutes later, she checked her phone. No signal.
That’s weird.
She looked up again.
The man was closer now.
She frowned. Had he moved?
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