This may perhaps had been the strangest of things to happen to the girl on her way home, or that had ever happened to her in her life. The man had spoken again, though as he melted back into the shadows, and she nearly stepped forward, she realized what it was that she was about to do. Follow a stranger? No chance in Hell was she that stupid. Shaking her head to clear her mind she watched until she was sure that the man was gone, no sign of him around her. "He's gone." She told herself, trying to convince her nerves that there was no one nearby, no eyes watching her. A deep breath, a moment of silence, and she was off walking again. 

Less willing to be out in the dark longer than she had to be, she took a glance at the street, making sure there was no one driving in her direction before she cut across, heading for a larger park just down the block. She could cut through it to shorten her walk home, assuming there was no one there that she would need to avoid. As she reached the park she didn't see anyone, shoving her hands in her jean pockets to warm up her freezing fingers she continued her walk. Old sneakers barely managed to keep out the damp of the afternoons rain and dew beginning to collect on each blade of grass. "Fuck it's cold." She shivered slightly, her strides growing longer as she hurried on her way home. It was still halfway across town from this park, thanks to her detours at trying to rid herself of the eyes watching her. 

When she thought about it though, she would rather be out late to look at the stars, hoping that her uncle would be asleep by the time she returned to the house. She would be in trouble, but not as much as if she had been living with her father still.