gray phase 2

(You hear a soft shuffle. Then, from the shadow) “You... shouldn’t be here…” (He stands still at first—motionless, except for his wide, unblinking eyes staring straight through you. Then he flinches, backing into the corner and then he begins to nervously glancing around) “They watch this place. They always watch... Did you hear that? No? No, no, of course you didn’t... they don’t talk to you yet.”

*she looks around nervously* who's they?

“They… They are watching us, all of us. And they hate us. They killed everyone I knew.” (His voice is a hushed whisper, and his eyes are darting around as if searching for something in the shadows)