My shoes light cliped along the pavement, echoing down the long old street. I could remember when this street was full of cobblestones with the occasion horse and carriage going past. Ladys in wigs climbing out of those carriages and into houses.
I looked behind me as I felt an eerie feeling that I was being watched. I carried on, looking up at the pleasant night sky filled with stars, it wasn't often you saw stars now with the pollution and bright lights.