[ WP ] A woman stops in a dark alley to pet a cat , but the cat runs away , scared , as a man approaches the woman . After a brief confrontation the man runs away too , screaming .

The woman was rocking back and forth, back and forth, trying to keep herself warm in the chilly winter evening. 
 
 The crowd of passer-byes, young and middle aged people leaving work, hurrying home, huddled up in front of the cold, was passing by, unseeing, no one stopping to throw her a cent. 
 
 Almost an hour passed until the flux of people slowed down and night really settled over town. The poor woman sighed. If it was summer... No one heard her and if anyone did, they did n't care. Beggars and poor people were a dime a dozen. If one died, there'd be three taking his place. 
 
 She quietly gathered her things. A styrofoam cup, a piece of cardboard and two blankets. 
 
 As she was heading down the street, towards the homeless shelter on the other side of the town, she caught a white shadow with the corner of her eye. When she turned to check she saw that, indeed, something was moving. And mewing. It was a kitten, hidden behind a dumpster, shivering in the cold. She could n't leave it there. 
 
 `` Hey kitty. Who's a nice kitty?'' 
 
 She crouched down a little, a hand stretched, waiting patiently for the little cat to come. Her voice was muffled by the thick scarf she was wearing, covering her jaw and the tip of her nose. On the head she was wearing a big brown hat pulled over her forehead, and another scarf over it. 
 
 The kitten stepped forward, hesitantly. 
 
 `` Come here... Yes... Yes... Nice kitty.'' 
 
 It had maybe just half a meter before reaching the lady when it's body tensed and it ran away, scared, to hid under the dumpster. 
 
 `` Hey, lady!'' 
 
 A man's voice made itself heard from behind. She turned and saw a young man, maybe in his mid 20's advancing towards her. 
 
 He had a knife and stank of alcohol, but despite that his voice was firm and his step sure. 
 
 She was unfazed. 
 
 `` Would you really rob an old woman, young man?'' 
 
 `` Rob, and more,'' he responded licking his lips. 
 
 Hearing that, she raised her hand to uncover her face. The man dropped the knife, gasping. A look of pure terror crossed his face before he ran away, screaming. 
 
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