A Quiet Night at the Laundromat Turned Into a Lesson About Trusting My Instincts and Staying Aware
I was doing laundry late one evening at a quiet laundromat, hoping to finish quickly and head home. The place was mostly empty, with only the steady hum of machines for company. Then a man walked in, moving slowly and humming to himself. His behavior felt unusual — not dangerous, just unsettling enough to make…