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The Unknown
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Complete, First published Nov 17, 2025
Mature
The Unknown: The Fear That Follows You Home

The shift ended late. The office is closed. You're exhausted. All you want is the silence of your own bed.

But tonight, the dark streets are louder than they should be.

After working brutal overtime just to survive, the narrator begins a long, lonely walk home, his body heavy and his mind frayed. Every step forward is a step deeper into a terrifying reality where fatigue and debt blur into paranoia.

The hazy eyes see movement where there is none. The cold wind whispers promises of collapse. And soon, the simple journey home becomes a desperate fight against something unseen, something unsaid.

He knows, he believes, that nothing is really happening... but the Unknown is slowly, deliberately sucking away all his sanity.

Who is following him? What is that noise? And if the fear isn't real, why is it trying to kill him?

A chilling psychological descent into the modern fear of burnout, isolation, and the terror of your own mind.

Don't look back.
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