Althea stood around the marketplace, wearing her iconic white corset dress. She waited patiently, biding her time until she could strike and smuggle the poor vendor nearby. As she scanned her surroundings slyly, she knew it was time to strike. She caught no glance of any nearby suspicious townspeople, but little did she know, someone had their eye on her the whole time. They studied her every movement as she planned her rebellious scheme. Shivers were sent down her spine as she felt the feeling of people watched. She paused momentarily as she skimmed around once again. She knew she couldn’t be distracted as she saw no one near watching her. She thought it must be her mind playing with her.