The hairs on the back of his neck stood on end as a sudden shiver ran down his spine. The young man clothed in tattered rags sits up swiftly, brushing his unkempt dark brown hair from his face as he turns to look towards the latest intruder. 
His vibrant green eyes flash with concern as untrustfully they follow the latest patrons movements. 
[i]'Who was this? What did he want?'[/i] the thoughts filled his mind as something unknowingly bugged him about this strangers presence.
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