"What are you doing?"

Miguel looked over his shoulder, expecting someone there. No one. He pressed his lips together and looked back to the rain puddles. He stepped into it, his rainboots keeping him dry.

Footsteps.

He turned around again. No one was there. Again. He sighed and stepped further into the rainy streets. The rain usually made the sounds go away.

"Stop that!"

He flinched and his hands clenched into fists. He didn't turn around this time. He knew no one was there. He pulled his hood up, water blurring the vision of his glasses.

A car horn, blaring in his ears so loud he jumped back.

No car, no reason to be afraid.

No one was here. He was alone on an empty sidewalk in the rain. He didn't know why he was hearing things.