private;
...I'm starting to feel sick, if that's the right word for it. Antsy. I went out shopping for stuff I need for the apartment and...I got chills. Like someone was watching me the whole way, you know? And...I keep hearing something strange.
It's like someone's knocking on my door. But whenever I answer, it's...no one's there. And there's no one living down my hallway and there's nowhere they could hide even if they were just knocking for kicks.
Who is it?
/Private
...So that was a curse, huh? It got pretty nasty out there... So you were all being fake spies? Huh. Glad I wasn't affected by it. I wish there was some way to avoid them entirel--Hold on.
[sounds of getting up, running over to the door, and opening it, a sharp swear, and slamming it shut.]
This place is starting to bug me.
[ooc; There's no one there, guys. :(]