With each step you take into the night, the sounds of laughter and music grow softer, beckoning you to rejoin your friends, but that brief get together outstretched it's welcome. Now the long journey back home. It's not like you're a stranger; however, the unfamiliarity of the city at night added to your unease as you fumbled through the darkness on your way home late at night. But at this time, 3 am in the city, the air was heavy with a mix of car exhaust and the faint scent of freshly brewed coffee from a nearby café. Luckily, it wasn't too chilly, so you didn't regret only bringing one jacket. While taking a shortcut, you couldn't help but notice a shadowy figure lurking nearby.
Among the many writing prompts available, here's one that may help you overcome your current creative block. Just continue from the bottom paragraph and craft, in your own words, a narrative. As long as you want.
This is what I get from staying out so late. As my body tensed up, I could feel the first droplets of sweat forming on my skin. What the hell was this? I wasn't about to let someone rob me tonight. It was strange though, me and this figure looked at each other, standing twenty feet apart, but something was off. One, he wasn't making any movement. If I tried to run, would he follow, or were there more people close by? And another thing, since he's under the lamp, why does it look like he's covered in shadows? ....