It Sees You When You're Sleeping

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Mysterious Presence P.O.V:

My, I thought my day couldn't get any better seeing a nice pretty girl walking alone, then watching her start to panic and run away, knowing my gaze makes her afraid, makes me smile to myself. Then I saw her and a friend walking together later, and yet again they started to run because they feel like they're being watched, it's amazing how my presence makes people afraid and nervous. It makes you uncomfortable and unsafe, it's beautiful. That used to happen to me, I was always afraid that I was being watched, or followed, not anymore, now I'm the one who's scaring and today might just be the day when I can really let people feel how it is to be really scared. Not the kind of scared where you shake then become hysterical, no I mean real fear, where you cry and wish you had a safe place to be and wish you had never even been seen by me and chosen to be scared by me. The time near Halloween is when I can really scare people, because some people are already paranoid, are already scared to be alone and that aids me in my mission to scare. Two lovely, innocent girls might just get to experience my special treatment. I pack up my materials and wait for the right time to leave. Tonight's gonna be a fun, wonderful, wonderful night, well for me anyways, maybe not so much for my victims.  I dressed in my scare clothes, black shirt, black pants, black leather gloves sized to fit my hands perfectly. Last but not least I put on my mask, it wasn't a normal mask, I made it so that whoever saw it would not see a white face but they would see their worst fear or one of their fears at least. It was my favorite thing to use on victims, because it caused the most fear.  "Yes, I think those lucky girls will get to experience a once in  lifetime opportunity, no one  else will get to experience this tonight just them," I mutter to myself contentedly.  No, only those two will get scared in the most perfect way I can manage, I won't mess up, I can't they deserve more than my usually sloppy scaring method, they are much to special for that. I looked at the clock and smiled, time to spread the joys of fear.

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