That presence, a presence I felt just seconds ago before it made that sound. A presence that gave me goosebumps all over my body.
These kinds of goosebumps? I would rather never have them again. Every inch of my body screamed, the voice in my head was fighting with my own brain, screaming in my mind that I should run as fast as possible and never look back. It was dangerous and that feeling I had. It was like I was about to throw up. My stomach felt like it was turned upside down. Yet to me, it felt strange, like I had experienced this before. As if I knew it from somewhere else, but I just couldn't remember where it was from, no matter how hard I tried to. The memory felt distant and the more I tried to catch it, the further it went.
Strange, was it there the whole time? Even if. Why d
