I had been following that human around for several weeks. I did not know why at the time, but it came to me later, as most things do. funny how it took the freaking apocalypse to get me out of that lab, though. for better or worse, I was free, and had undeniably become a stalker, even though I had ruled that out when I was young and trying to make decisions about what type of human I would be when I joined their world. I thought I would keep a low profile, maybe become a delivery employee. That way I wouldn't be stuck in one place and become sadistic like I was back then. this human had a strangely magnetic force on me, which could only mean two things.
