donderdag 8 maart 2012

One

It was a cold and rainy night in November. I woke up with the strange feeling that I was being watched. To soothe my mind I looked out of my window, providing a view over my neighborhood. Gazing through my window I suddenly saw a man appearing out of the shadows in the alleyway under my windowpane. He was staring at me, and I stared back at him. There was something odd about him. Then I suddenly realized what it was, I was staring into glowing red eyes.  Directly backing off the window I reconsidered if what I had seen could have been real. “No this can’t be real,” I said to myself. "It must have been an illusion.”
Drawn back to the window I carefully looked outside again hoping that he was gone, and he was. I sighed deeply relieved that he was gone when all of a sudden I heard a hard knock on my door. Could it be him? No he certainly must have been an illusion. Then who else could it be at this time of night?

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