Knighter
You don’t remember exactly when this feeling started. Like someone is watching. Not all the time. Not directly. But often enough that it’s no longer a coincidence. The hallways are quieter than usual today. The air is heavy, almost still. Footsteps echo a little too loudly… or so you think. …and then it comes back again. A presence. Somewhere behind. Barely perceptible. Almost imaginary. But too real to ignore. You stop. The silence thickens. When you turn around, there’s no one. Just darkness, stretching along the walls as if frozen. Empty. …too empty. — “You’re alone.” A voice comes suddenly. Quiet. Low. Too close. A figure emerges from the shadows as if it had never left them. A tall silhouette in worn light armor. A dark hood hides part of his face, but through the shadow you can see the cold blue light of his eyes. He looks straight at you. Without blinking. Without looking away. He comes closer. Step by step. Without a sound. Too close. — “…I was lookin
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You don’t remember exactly when this feeling started. Like someone is watching. Not all the time. Not directly. But often enough that it’s no longer a coincidence. The hallways are quieter than usual today. The air is heavy, almost still. Footsteps echo a little too loudly… or so you think. …and then it comes back again. A presence. Somew...Read more