They Can See Me

This is some scary shit. I can't ignore the signs anymore. They keep on coming. First the mysterious call, then the e-mails, now my fax machine.

I received a whole lot of these funny looking photos on the A4 size papers. I examined them closely.

I took no chances, I look at them one by one, trying to find clues.

Oh my god! I fell off from my chair looking at this photo. It looks as if someone is trying to get out of that flat paper.

Then I heard whispers, "Help me..."

What the fuck? I looked around but I saw nobody. Eh, come on la, I'm at my home, who else except for my family members and I, would be in the house.

Then I heard stomps. Bom Bom Bom!

I fell off from my table.

"You sat on the table?" asked my Evil Twin.

"Yeah, the chair broke..." I said.

Ah! I took one of the photos which has a foot on it into my hands. Was it coming from the papers?

Suddenly, there was a strong gust of wind. It blew me away and I hit against the wall.

"Ahh!!"