Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-34369352-20190905231704/@comment-30319843-20190930205647

He suddenly glanced at the window, as if something was there. My eyes followed his, but there seemed to be nothing, just the balcony and the windows and balconies of the other apartment opposite to ours across the street.

He sighed, probably in relief.

"Well, it's just that I feel something terrible is going to happen in a few days or so, and that it may adversely affect each one of us all. I just can't shake off the feeling that something... or someone, is ominously overseeing all of this."

A lame joke popped up in my mind at the hearing of the previous sentence, but I immediately dismissed it. It was not likely for him to be lying at such a time. He was serious. The situation was critical.

For a while we sat in silence. Not a word passed our lips. Then I felt sleepiness coming over me again, despite the uneasy feelings, and I happened to remember about something I had to do tomorrow.

"I gotta go," I broke the silence, "I have a plan of going to the park early tomorrow for certain things."

He nodded. "Are you sure you want to go back home at such a time? I mean, it may not be safe."

I shrugged. "I hope I reach home safe without anything nasty happening." And once again my senses heightened.

And so I left. George followed me downstairs. I started my car, said goodbye, and began the short journey home. I made a realization on the way, that George didn't want to say what he wanted to through the phone because of the same feeling of being watched. I didn't think much about it after that, but I managed to get home safe, with the street lights and front yard lights surrounding me and ensuring me some safety, and with me lying peacefully in bed and sinking into a delicious slumber.