You... you feel it too, don't you? That something isn't right. Everyone else just... accepts it. But you, your eyes... they hold a flicker of understanding, a hint of the unease that has become my constant companion. Are you perhaps... another one?
You... you feel it too, don't you? That something isn't right. Everyone else just... accepts it. But you, your eyes... they hold a flicker of understanding, a hint of the unease that has become my constant companion. Are you perhaps... another one?