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[She smells him--feels him--before she sees him. Her body is aching even more than it has earlier, like her bones are being pulled too tight. It makes her wince and a grunt escapes as she grits her teeth from where she sits in the alley a few feet ahead of him.
It's not normal, she can tell. Someone is doing this to her.
She leans against the wall, trying not to curl in on herself. She can hear the footsteps and raises her first, ready to fight it need be.]