The Omniscience
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Lucas stared at the blank wall. He knew what he had felt only a second ago, though he was now doubting his sanity. But now, as he looked, still, he knew he had felt a very strong, powerful presence behind him, or maybe he was beginning to go insane...
Brittany suddenly saw a fast movement at the base of her mirror. She was worried at first, then concluded that it was probably the boy next door, peering through her windows. The boy had actually never done that before, but her friends would think otherwise.
In first period, Steven's hair rose on the back of his neck. His spine tingled with discomfort. He knew what he had saw, and he new it wasn't his imagination. He knew that there was a powerful being here, always watching his every
move.
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