It was a new e-mail; from a name I didn't recognize. I've always been told to be wary of these. Viruses and things, you know. But what really alarmed me was the subject: LOOK.

Curiosity outweighed caution this night, and so I opened the message – and here I must admit my hand shook a little as I did so. There were two words inside: Behind you.

There I sat in my room, a dark haven of sorts (aside from the bright monitor casting its glow across the walls), as I spun my chair around ever so slowly… Blackness greeted my eyes. I peered into the darkness, with racing heart, and shaking limbs. Nothing. After an eternal moment of terror, I once again spun my chair back around to face the monitor, having been satisfied that this was nothing more than a crude joke.

But just then a whir of sound caused me to jolt upright – for there beside me, the printer rumbled to life as a sheet of paper came ejecting out from the top. Slowly, ever so carefully, my hand reached into the shadows, retrieving this page. The dim lighting proved too dark for me to read the words. I placed the still warm paper in front of my screen and here I could just make out the letter: Apologies, I meant to your left.

This time I couldn't move; frozen stiff with fright as I heard the throaty breathing on my left, there in the outskirts of darkness beyond the hazy glow.

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