In your high strange voice, your feet scuffing along the pavement

[sovay]

I have been spending time with my niece, who is currently investigating me as an anthropological or possibly zoological subject. My favorite exchange so far:

Niece: What are you doing?

Me: (paging through a J. Peterman catalogue at the dining room table, slightly bemused) Reading?

Niece: You sit like an animal!

Me: (suddenly aware of perching raptorially on the chair) I have this relationship with a lot of furniture.

Being in a phase of How to Train Your Dragon and knowing my nocturnal habits, she has categorized me as a Night Fury. I find this absurdly flattering.

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Re: Feet scuffing along the pavement

[sovay]

He just sat quietly - oh, very quietly, listening with his trained hearing to that soft sound amid the traffic noises, that soft scuffing sound going past without slowing, patiently, relentlessly following…

That does feel like Weird Tales and makes me wonder if the writer-director of It Follows (2014) ever read it.

Re: Feet scuffing along the pavement

[nodrog]

From what I read on IMDb, there is one substantial difference between the two:  The story was good.