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Creepy lady was following me!
Today, something unusual happened on my commute home from Erlangen to Fürth. I'm a 40-year-old Asian man, and this incident took place during my usual journey, but it left me feeling uneasy.
It started on the train to Nürnberg. A German woman (she was speaking to me in English, but her accent was German), probably in her mid-40s to 50s, sat next to me. She had greyed hair, was dressed entirely in black—a black jacket, black pants—and carried a medium-sized black backpack. Everything about her appearance was rather unremarkable at first.
Just before we reached Fürth Central Station, she turned to me, smiled, and said, "Hi." Then she asked where I was from. I told her I was from Southeast Asia, to which she responded that she had traveled there before. We exchanged small talk, but then she dropped an odd question: “Do you have a place for me to stay?”
Naturally, I told her no. It was strange, but I brushed it off. When the train arrived at Fürth, where I had to switch to the subway, I stood up, said goodbye, and waited by the door. She did the same.
At first, I didn’t think much of it. Plenty of people change trains at Fürth. But when I went down to the subway platform and walked toward the far end, I noticed her again—standing right behind me. She wasn’t looking directly at me, just standing there, pretending to wait for a train on the opposite platform. It felt... off.
So I walked back to the front of the platform. And there she was again, this time sitting on a bench, watching me. That’s when my suspicion grew. Was she following me?
When the subway arrived, I stepped inside. I didn’t see her immediately, but then, sure enough, she got on too. That was it. I decided to get out just before the doors closed. I slipped off the train and quickly blended into the crowd, heading toward the escalators. A quick glance behind confirmed it—she was following me again.
At that point, my instincts kicked in. I pushed through the crowd, making my way up to the street as fast as I could. I didn’t stop to look back this time—I just kept moving. Then, as luck would have it, I spotted an e-scooter rental nearby. I hopped on, sped away, and didn’t stop until I was far from the station. It took me almost half an hour to reach home, but at least I felt safer.
The whole experience left me with unsettling questions: What was her endgame? If she followed me home, then what? Would she try to force her way into my apartment?
I don't know what her intentions were, but this was a clear reminder to stay vigilant out there. You never know who might be watching—or following.
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Today, something unusual happened on my commute home from Erlangen to Fürth. I'm a 40-year-old Asian man, and this incident took place during my usual journey, but it left me feeling uneasy.
It started on the train to Nürnberg. A German woman (she was speaking to me in English, but her accent was German), probably in her mid-40s to 50s, sat next to me. She had greyed hair, was dressed entirely in black—a black jacket, black pants—and carried a medium-sized black backpack. Everything about her appearance was rather unremarkable at first.
Just before we reached Fürth Central Station, she turned to me, smiled, and said, "Hi." Then she asked where I was from. I told her I was from Southeast Asia, to which she responded that she had traveled there before. We exchanged small talk, but then she dropped an odd question: “Do you have a place for me to stay?”
Naturally, I told her no. It was strange, but I brushed it off. When the train arrived at Fürth, where I had to switch to the subway, I stood up, said goodbye, and waited by the door. She did the same.
At first, I didn’t think much of it. Plenty of people change trains at Fürth. But when I went down to the subway platform and walked toward the far end, I noticed her again—standing right behind me. She wasn’t looking directly at me, just standing there, pretending to wait for a train on the opposite platform. It felt... off.
So I walked back to the front of the platform. And there she was again, this time sitting on a bench, watching me. That’s when my suspicion grew. Was she following me?
When the subway arrived, I stepped inside. I didn’t see her immediately, but then, sure enough, she got on too. That was it. I decided to get out just before the doors closed. I slipped off the train and quickly blended into the crowd, heading toward the escalators. A quick glance behind confirmed it—she was following me again.
At that point, my instincts kicked in. I pushed through the crowd, making my way up to the street as fast as I could. I didn’t stop to look back this time—I just kept moving. Then, as luck would have it, I spotted an e-scooter rental nearby. I hopped on, sped away, and didn’t stop until I was far from the station. It took me almost half an hour to reach home, but at least I felt safer.
The whole experience left me with unsettling questions: What was her endgame? If she followed me home, then what? Would she try to force her way into my apartment?
I don't know what her intentions were, but this was a clear reminder to stay vigilant out there. You never know who might be watching—or following.
#local
source
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