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I know you're watching ((Candira and Lord Hack))

Candira

Candira

Singularity
Joined
Jan 9, 2009
It had been some time since Sophia had the feeling...the feeling she'd experienced years ago: the feeling of being watched. Her creamy skin felt alive with the knowledge that someone was there--someone that ought not to have been. Her silver eyes scanned her bedroom; no one. Suddenly very afraid, she fled the brightly lit room decorated simply with a few nice pictures and her furniture and wandered into the kitchen. No one was there either. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, even as she pushed some of her chocolate brown hair from her face. It hung loosely around her shoulders, putting just a bit of weight onto her upper back, but today it felt like it was standing on end. What was going on?

Clearly she needed to get out of the house. She fitted her curvy form into a pair of jeans that made her long legs look even better than she had imagined possible when she bought them, and a blue shirt that made her eyes pop out, not to mention her marvelous cleavage. She left her hair down and combed it out before she grabbed her keys and walked out the door. Maybe a trip to the book store or the movie theater would calm her down.
 
Kelrock grinned, as he could almost feel the terror running up his mark's body. Fear of the unknown was one of the sweetest, most complete fears a human could have, and all humans had it. Sophia was right to feel so paranoid, for indeed she was being watched, but by a being she would never see. At least not until he wanted her to. The demon was completely invisible, as he stocked her through the house, though if he could be seen, he'd look like a handsome, muscular man her age, with horns coming from between the locks of brown hair on his head, pupil less brown eyes, a spaded tail, and bat wings coming out of his strong looking shoulders, wearing nothing but a white loincloth. He licked his lips as he watched her redress, she looked fantastic, that was the main reason the demon had picked her out of all the thousands of woman around he could... play with. She was going out, but it didn't seem like she was going to meet any friends. Going around all alone... it was the perfect scenario, to the demon anyway. As she walked out the door, she'd feel something, a light pat on her ass, almost seeming to push her out. The demon was going to have fun with this one, starting tonight.
 
Sophia jumped a bit as she left her house and looked behind her, obviously spooked. Locking the door behind her, she readjusted the purse on her shoulder and practically ran to her car. Once she was in, she played the happiest, loudest music she could find and started to back out of her driveway. Now, if only she'd known where to go? The bookstore was open, and they did have a free copy of the paper for every patron. she could go there, do some browsing, and then head to a movie she picked out of the paper at the right time. It seemed like a decent plan in her eyes. She still got the feeling that someone was watching her, but now that she had a plan and that she was out of her house, she felt a bit safer.
 
She wasn't. So many ways the demon could approach her, and she'd never realize a thing. He sat in the seat next to her as they drove, wondering what her plan was. The music was annoying... so he decided to play with it, freak her out a bit. He was a fan of metal, but that seemed so cliche for a demon, so, he simply killed the music every so often. The radio would work like normal every time she touched it, or tried to see what was wrong with it, but as soon as she focused on driving again, the music would die off. Once she got to the book store, he decided to just observe. After all, he had all the time in the world...
 
Frustrated with her car and the radio, she sighed and felt relief when she finally got into the parking lot. She parked and locked her car before entering the book store. Glad, once more, to be among so many books and journals, Sophia made her way to the newspaper stand and picked up a copy of today's paper and flipped to the page that told her which movies were in. After selecting a chick flick at the discount theater, she decided to browse the isles for books that looked interesting. Still, she felt like someone was watching her.
 
Such a boring film she'd chosen, though he wasn't in any position to really influence her choice, not yet anyway. Now, the question was did he take a human form now, or wait for another time? She seemed so creeped out by his mere presence that he decided to stay as he was, at least until she got to her movie. But he was bored, simply following her around, and he decided to play a bit more. So what if she thought she was haunted? They would simply think she was crazy. As she browsed, every so often, and whenever she turned around, she would see a black book, looking sinister, but in an almost cheesy way, simply titled Is someone watching you?
 
She jumped every time she saw the book. Cheesy as it was, if someone was playing a trick on her, it was starting to scare her again. She picked up a few books--one on astronomy, one with an amusing plot, and one with no value but for a joke. Once Sophia made her purchases, she decided to leave the store. The movie started soon anyway. After she stowed the books in her trunk, the sexy lady made her way toward the discount theater, hoping that a little bit of the bland, routine sort of things she'd find there would help calm her down.
 
Nothing strange happened on the way to the theater, and she managed to buy her ticket without any problems as well. Once she got into the theater however, no one was there, not even an usher, the projector showed trivia slides, and music was playing in the background like normal, but it seemed somehow... creepier, like the audio quality wasn't very good. The seats however, looked very comfortable, like they were brand new, made of soft, red leather. Not the type of think you'd expect from a discount place.
 
Frowning, Sophia took a seat near the exit, finding the empty theater to be a bit unsettling. She wished that someone else would enter the theater. She'd even be grateful for a big family with chattering little kids and authoritarian adults that yelled when they got out of hand. The chances that that kind of movie-going family would be in this particular movie, however, seemed slim. She sighed and waited for the movie to start, constantly checking her watch.
 
It took a few more minutes, no one else coming into the theater, except an usher, who simply peeked in, saw her, gave her a nod, and left her to the movie. As soon as he left, the theater got dark. Real dark, she could barely see her hand in front of her face. Than darker, darker, darker, until it was like she went completely blind, no light at all, not even from the exit sign, nothing but pitch black. Than, the projector started going, showing the various lame advertisements, and she would hear something, like a couple of teen agers coming in, sitting way up front, though she couldn't see them, they were too far from her.
 
The presence of the others, despite her not really being able to see them comforted Sophia. She smiled softly and turned her attention back to the screen, which was showing the theater's concession stand/turn off your cell phone ad. She put hers on vibrate and stowed it in her small purse, keeping it next to her. The dark had been unsettling, the theater never having been quite so pitch black before a film before.
 
Next the previews began, showing movie after movie. They seemed to drag on forever, and all of them horror movies. Odd for the time of year, Halloween wasn't soon, but everything from slasher movies to monsters to pshycopaths seemed to be coming soon to a theater near her. The last preview however... it was for well, porn. A cheap looking thing, big cocks, huge titted girls, it didn't even seem to have a name, but the preview was filled with things you couldn't show on TV, like it was designed to make people blush. Than, the movie began.
 
Okay, Sophia knew that none of those previews were things that could be shown with this movie; it wasn't rated R. Finding this all a bit strange, the pretty lady got her purse and headed toward the exit, the screen lighting up the pathway to the door that lead to her freedom. She was scared now, and felt absolutely no measure of safety or confidence. Cursing herself for not calling her friends in the first place, she took her phone off of silent and started to tremble as she thought of the right friend to call. Unfortunately, none of them were answering.
 
He was a bit disapointed that she'd decided to leave without watching her film, so many things he could to to her in a dark theater all alone, but there were other options, he practicaly drank in her fear, not a single of her friends picking up no matter how she called. Than, slowly, the phone would begin ringing, and unavailble number. If she choose to pick up, she would hear only heavy breathing, and something, almost like a whisper, hardly audible. "Look behind you."
 
As fate would have it, Sophia did answer the phone and was deeply unsettled as she heard the heavy breathing. Tears forming in her eyes, she quickly hung up her phone and started to run, only sparing a glance behind her. What was happening to her?
 
For the instant she glanced behind her, she'd see a single, handsome man, wearing a blue button of shirt and jeans, running after her with a concerned look on his face, as if trying to help her. If she glanced back again, he'd be gone, and she'd most likely keep running from... whatever was going on.
 
She stopped by the doors and caught her breath, having looked back to find the man missing. Her body trembled and she sank down to the floor. At this point, she wasn't sure what was going on. It felt like a dream. A strange, scary, disjointed dream. Taking a moment to compose herself, Sophia closed her eyes and took a deep breath before opening them again to try and find out who was stalking her.
 
But no one was there... well not no one. There were a few customers, trying to get into the movies, a few late, a few rather early, there was one or two people in line for conesesions, but the place wasn't busy by any stretch of the imagination, and she couldn't see the man who'd been running after her anywhere. Perhaps she was paranoid... imagining things.
 
Clearly, coming out tonight had been a mistake. Deciding that she had been imagining things and that the projector was probably just having issues, she just went back into the movie theater. She needed to calm down. By now the movie would have been started and it would have been a movie that she was familiar with. "God...I don't ask you for much, but please keep me safe tonight," she prayed softly. Finally, she stepped back into the theater and took her seat again as the screen lit up with the title. She was glad to see that it was all normal again.
 
The movie seemed to be going as normal, exactly what she expected, perhaps God had heard her plea? Or perhaps she'd been imagining the whole thing. Still, there was barely anyone in the theater, it felt abandoned, and darker than normal, the only light coming from the screen, though it made being drawn into the movie very easy.
 
Thanking the heavens silently, she continued to watch the movie, her edginess slowly slipping away as she got into the movie. Sophia relaxed visibly once the film really got into itself. It was clear that she no longer felt threatened. Still, she wondered about the projection and the man she'd seen.
 
As she relaxed and watched the movie, she would begin to feel warm, but not in a bad way, she simply felt very, very comfortable, almost like she could fall asleep, if she wasn't watching a movie. And as she continued to relax more and more, she'd feel something on her hand, as if fingers were gently wrapping around her hand, holding it comfortably. No one was sitting on either side of her.
 
Her eyes stayed on the movie, though she was aware of a pleasant feeling wrapping around her. It was comforting, nice. She began to forget that she'd ever been afraid in the first place.

((Sorry, writer's block))
 
((No problem))

As she was lured further and further into comfort, an arm wrapped around her, like a boyfriend throwing his arm around his girl in a horror movie, the warmth seeming to get stronger, though there was still nobody there. She'd feel her head pulled slightly to the left, and if she didn't fight it, would find her head resting against something comfortable, though again, nothing was there.
 
Her body was pliant and she moved, her mind taking those movements and the warmth to be natural to her. It was nice to be this way, if only for awhile. Maybe she was imagining things, but for now, they were things she wanted to stick around. At least until she went to sleep.
 
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