Three tall men

As i walk down the dark alley, my gaze captures three tall figures walking straight toward me. Men. Three tall men. As a woman trying to get home safely at 3 a.m. this is not looking good. My whole face is covered in blood. It’s Halloween. I am so tired and intoxicated but i somehow manage to get anxious. One of the men was smoking a cigarette. There is barely any street light and my vision is already compromised. I was already walking fast, but for some reason i slowed down all of a sudden. I needed to think. What should I do? What CAN I do? Nothing comes to mind. I measure the distance between me and them with the smoke clouds coming out of the man on the right’s mouth. I don’t even take this route usually. An appartment building on my right, big bushes on my left. They already saw me, so bushes are not an option. Why do i even think that something may happen? As the distance shortens I can already hear their voices. Actually one of them is a woman’s voice. I exhale in relief as I hear how fast my heart is beating. A street light suddenly hits the tall group. I notice the non-smoking guy holding a small dog. They walk right past me in complete silence. And now i see. They are also going home.