Uneasy Watcher
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The air grew heavy, pressing against him like unseen eyes tracking his every step. His gut screamed to retreat, but his legs carried him deeper. Then came another sound—a dragging, fabric-like rasp sliding over metal.
Lucas spun sharply, flashlight jerking across rows of seats. Shadows leapt, retreating into corners. “Who’s there?” His voice echoed unanswered.
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