She shook her head. That had to be just a myth. It had to. She held her breath as she slowly opened the door, and went out onto the porch, looking about. There it was. The form. Walking down the street.
Well, she could tell it definitely was a person. Oh no.. the alcohol was kicking in, wasn't it? She felt her blood boil, all her sadness turning into anger. "Hey!" She called out, at the form. But in her dizzy state, she couldn't exactly tell if the thing had heard her or not. "Hey, you!" She stumbled down the porch steps, and pointed a shaky finger, at one of the three of that figure.
"What... What are you doing out so late? And by my house?" She hiccuped, surprising herself with how fast she seemed to make herself drunk. But that didn't matter at the moment.