You know it's there, in the dark. That feeling you get when you're being watched. The hairs on your body stand at attention. You turn around... and there is nothing. You strain your ears to hear something, your eyes to see anything; yet there is still nothing. You can't say what that feeling of fear is from, but it is present in the front of your mind. You can't see it, or hear it, you feel it. You search and search still there is nothing. You will never find what it is, but it will stay with you. It will be there until you die. You know there is something there. You will try and find it, but in the end nothing will be there.
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