Lily and Lucas rushed out of the shop, glancing over their shoulders. They walked briskly, trying to lose the shadowy figure in the crowded streets. The figure kept pace with them, always lurking just out of sight.
As they turned a corner, Lily stumbled, and Lucas caught her arm. "We need to find a safe place," he said, his eyes scanning the surroundings. They spotted a small café and ducked inside, hoping to escape their pursuer.
Lily's heart was racing. Who was following them, and what did they want? She peeked out the window, but the figure had vanished. For now, they were safe, but Lily knew this reprieve wouldn't last.