[ RF ] Let 's stop for a moment with all of those `` paranormal '' scary stories . Write a terrifying piece that could really and plausibly happen to anyone .

`` This is n't Berlin...'' I said, looking around. I looked up at the train station sign. 
 
 Dresden. 
 
 I knew I went the wrong way... sort of. I did n't know German at all, the voices on the train announced a stop that I figured was mine. 
 
 `` Oh well, I'll just figure out the next time the train comes.'' 
 
 I walked through the thin crowd towards the DB sign, in my actions, I bumped into someone. A thin man who was wearing a hat, as his tea fell out of his hand, he looked at me angrily up and down. 
 
 `` WAS IST DEINE PROBLEM?'' he shouted. 
 
 `` Uh... what?'' 
 
 `` DU BIST EIN IDIOT! SO BLÖT!'' 
 
 The entire station was staring at us. I looked around nervously. I did n't know what was going on. I did n't know what he was saying. I turned to leave but the man grabbed my arm. 
 
 `` ERKLÄREN SIE!'' 
 
 `` I do n't speak German!'' I said, trying to shake him off. He grabbed even harder. 
 
 `` SIE MÜSSEN MEINE TEE KAUFEN!'' 
 
 `` NO!'' I said, struggling even harder. 
 
 The crowd murmured as the man repeated over and over. As I tried walking to the ticket station, the crowd began to stand in my way, staring at me intently. I did n't really feel ill until the crowd split and I saw two men, heavy jackets on and flat hats. The german eagle on their right chest. The crowd seemed to chant `` Polizei''. 
 
 I stared at them, dazzed. They stared at me, stern, unwavering, their hands resting on their nightsticks. As they finally reached the scene, they towered over me. 
 
 `` Thank you for coming! Please help me, this guy wo n't get...'' 
 
 `` DIESER MANN STRUCK MICH ICH HABE KEINE IDEE WARUM. UND MEIN TEE!'' 
 
 The police turned their heads towards him, obviously more intent on following the German. One of the man gruffly stated,'' Dieser Mann hat dich getroffen??'' 
 
 `` JA!'' 
 
 The man let go of my arm as the men moved towards me. I felt the push from behind as the man shoved me. The crowd stared intently. This damn language. What was happening? Why did n't anyone speak English? I just want to go home. The breathing came out ragged. The cold air got heavy. 
 
 `` PLEASE DOES ANYONE SPEAK ENGLISH'' 
 
 No response. The crowd stared. The men still advanced. I turned to run only to see the grinning face of the man with the hat. He pushed me one last time, and I felt the strong grasp of the jacketed men. 
 
 `` HELP ME PLEASE'' 
 
 They dragged me away.
