"The Shadowed Man", Part Two

A panicked scream rumbled in my throat. I saw a gleam in the shadowed black man's eye. The gray fog pressed against the windows outside. I dropped the phone with a crash and pulled myself backwards, tumbling over the low-backed sofa that lay at the edge of the gray carpeted family room. The thump of the ground took all the wind out of me, and my vision went blurry as the man leaned over me.
I found myself awake in a room unfamiliar to me. I lay on a hard concrete floor, surrounded by gray cell walls. Black bars were to the left of me, and I rolled over to look out them. A hall full of cells lined the walls, and for a moment I believed I was in jail.
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