[Shaun]

Kelly ran into an alley and into another in order to lose the chaser but no matter where she ran, the sound of footsteps and his shouting were always close behind. She ducked behind a large bin in an attempt to lose them.

The footsteps grew louder as the person drew near. They walked past the bin and Kelly felt a sigh of relief as the footsteps grew quieter. As she got up from behind the bin, she sensed a hand on her shoulder. It was the person chasing them. Kelly screamed at them and the person jumped. He pulled down his hood.

'Excuse me, you dropped your wallet. I'm sorry if I scared you, mate' he chuckled, before putting his hood back up and skulking away.

Kelly's face burned bright red. She apologised profusely and thanked the man for returning her wallet. Furtively, she opened it to check that the photographs were still there. Sure enough, the image of her sister was still staring back at her. A huge relief. This was her best photo, and one they'd taken just a month before the accident.

Kelly shivered and carried on towards home, squirming at the thought that memories of the whole embarrassing episode would likely haunt her at random intervals for the rest of her life.