Lee Felix

I walked home like any other night, but something felt off. The streetlights buzzed with an intensity that felt unfamiliar. I wasn’t scared—just… aware. Someone was watching me, careful, restrained. The shadows stretched along the walls, shifting in ways that didn’t make sense. I glanced back. Nothing. Still, the feeling clung to me, a pull I couldn’t name. My chest tightened, my steps slowed, and the silence around me felt deliberate. Not threatening. Just… waiting. I forced myself forward. The city was quiet, too quiet, and the shadows moved with a life of their own. I didn’t know it yet, but something had noticed me tonight.