The thing Stinky saw across the street from her was a tall figure obscured by a long, black cloak with a hood drooped over its face. The height of the figure was incredible - even at a distance, Stinky could tell it completely towered over her. It had to have been at least 10ft tall, twice the size of Stinky's height, if not taller. Upon seeing this figure, Stinky stopped in her tracks and just stared. What the hell...? She said to herself. The figure was not facing her, but rather facing forward, towards the same direction Stinky was walking.
A few awkward, silent seconds passed, before the figure's head slowly started to turn it's gaze in Stinky's direction. As she noticed this, Stinky's eyebrows rose and her mind started to race. Oh no, what is it doing? she thought. Then, after it's head was completely turned towards Stinky's position, staring at her, it's body shortly followed suit. Whatever it was now had it's full attention on her. Stinky's heart started to sink. "U-Uh..." she stammered, "Can I help you?" The figure gave no response.
Great, Stinky told herself, I just opened my mouth to talk to easily the STRANGEST stranger I've ever seen. That was a bad idea. Stinky then started to think how to best approach the situation. Maybe if I just keep an eye on him, he'll just stay there, and he won't do anything else. So, Stinky held her gaze towards the figure as much as it kept its gaze towards her, almost as if the two were holding some sort of staring contest from opposite ends of the street. Of course, she couldn't get a good look at its face, because of the hood. The two stared at each other for about thirty seconds, neither of them moving whatsoever. Stinky then started to think about what exactly she was looking at. Soooo... why is this guy wearing all black? she asked herself. It's summer, the guy has got to be sweating his butt off wearing that. Right as she finished that thought, the figure finally started to move his arms, after standing there still as a statue for almost a minute now. Stinky's eyes widened slightly in response. As the figures arms moved, she saw them get closer and closer to its head - it grabbed hold of its hood with both hands, about to show its face. The figure slowly pulled its hood back to reveal that it was--
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