Zara began walking towards Veronica's place and put on headphones in her ears, playing her favorite songs. As she hummed to the songs, she felt herself slip on the snow. She steadied herself and began walking carefully. Darkness was beginning to seep through the skies, and her hoodie was doing a dismal job of protecting her from the cold.
She flicked on her mobile torch and began treading again and felt as if someone pulled her leg. She frantically turned around and waved her torchlight everywhere, but there was no one in the vicinity. She convinced herself that she had imagined it when a sharp pull at her leg made her fall down on the snow.
Afraid, she shouted, "Who's there?" She gathered her stuff and dusted the snowflakes off her clothes and jeans when she heard a faint sound of laughter. She again called out, "This isn't funny; whoever you are, just stop it."
