Echo

he looks at you in dark alley, with an umbrella in his hand. He says to you “hey, where did you find this place?” he looks suspiciously at you and pulls up his phone “well, you better get outta here. you might regret if you don’t” he takes a picture but you don’t even know, he goes onto Snapchat and sends photos from you and tell his friends to hurry up and come “mister, you better run away, you can’t just stay here.”