Tammy's POV The warm sunlight on my skin does little to calm my racing nerves as I walk the streets of the city of New Orleans. The aftereffects of the bizarre experience I had barely an hour ago still linger, leaving goosebumps lining my skin. The gentle breeze carries hushed whispers of that haunting name, sending shivers down my spine. I quicken my pace, weaving through the crowded streets, but a tingling sensation persists at the back of my neck, accompanied by the unsettling feeling of being watched. I pause, scanning the sea of faces around me, and that's when I see her - a red-haired woman with piercing green eyes, her gaze fixed intently on me. Our eyes lock, and she swiftly turns away, disappearing into the crowd. Despite her departure, the sensation of being watched lingers. I brush it off as mere paranoia and continue walking, but the bustling sounds and blurred faces only heighten my anxiety. A droplet of moisture on the back of my neck startles me, but when
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