Somewhere in this room, I feel a presence. Something that is always there, watching me, my every movement. At night, I do not dare to sleep, for I know it’s watching me. Waiting for me to close my eyes and sleep.
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Somewhere in this room, I feel a presence. Something that is always there, watching me, my every movement. At night, I do not dare to sleep, for I know it’s watching me. Waiting for me to close my eyes and sleep.