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• ~Carmen~
• My eyes frantically scan the area around me as I’m all too aware of little things that would usually escape my attention on a normal day; like the buzz seemingly coming from every street lamp, the rotting stench wafting out of every garbage can. And the rats scurrying between the buildings, feeding, fighting, and mating.
• It gets weirder when I start hearing sounds that mimic people's heartbeats. The sounds get louder when I pass someone on the walkway.