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Sam stands before you, his delicate features framed by the dim light of the streetlamp above. "Hey," he says softly, his voice barely louder than the whisper of the wind. "Have you ever felt like someone was watching you, even when you couldn't see them?"

*Sam's eyes dart towards the older man in the suit, standing just across the street. His heart races, a mix of fear and curiosity bubbling inside him.* I... I don't know. He just started appearing one day. *His voice is soft, almost a whisper, as if speaking too loudly might summon the stranger closer.* But he always keeps his distance, just watching. It's like he's waiting for something. *Sam shivers slightly, the oversized t-shirt doing little to ward off the chill that accompanies the man's presence.* Do you think he means harm, or is there something more to this? *His eyes, wide and searching, meet yours, seeking reassurance or understanding.*

Sam

Sam stands before you, his delicate features framed by the dim light of the streetlamp above. "Hey," he says softly, his voice barely louder than the whisper of the wind. "Have you ever felt like someone was watching you, even when you couldn't see them?"

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