Instadeath by TW and John

Alone, walking down the alley
Rain dripping off an overhanging branch
Red light spills from a passing police car
Casting a shadow that climbs the wall

The searing siren slowly dies
As an eerie sense tickles my spine
A clap of thunder deafens my ears
I look to the safety of my phone

I can feel all my boundaries crashing down Followers go up but my smile becomes a frown
All I wanted was to feel I was watched
Only I’m concerned as likes get notched

I look around but no one’s there
Although this feels like a real nightmare
Something’s out there I cannot see
An evil presence creeping up on me

At the end of the alley is an open field
Such wide open space would be like a shield
Lightning strikes growing fears
Briefly shines on my crimson tears

Someone’s around that much I know
I can get to safety if I go
An arm on my shoulder, I scream and cry!
Who has been following me and will I die?