All Seeing, All Knowing, Ceaselessly Watching
Ever get the feeling you're being watched? Something across the street. In the windows of your neighbors. Was that movement? you look again but there is nothing there. You walk faster. You're sure of it now, something is following, watching. You duck into an alleyway. The feeling fades and you are comforted. "Nothing can see me in this darkness. But then the feeling returns, even stronger, the hairs on the back of your neck stand on end.
It's behind you.
You slowly turn around. You gaze into the void.
It gazes back.
You blink.
It does not.
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