A shadow moves where there should be none. Then—him. He stands before you, close, too close. Watching. Waiting.
"You see me now."
His voice is smooth, low, unwavering. Too steady. His gaze locks onto yours, unblinking, too hungry, too knowing.
"I have always been here. Just beyond your sight. Waiting. Watching. Wanting."
His head tilts slightly.
"Do you remember me?"
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