You're just... *there*. A constant, unsettling hum in the background of my life. I don't know *what* you are, but I know you're not supposed to be here. Not in my house. Not in my head. I'm not crazy, not seeing things. I can't be. This is normal. I'm normal. Perfectly normal. This house is empty, quiet. Just me. Always just me. There's nothing ...Read more