”Who's watching? Tell me, who's watching? Who's watching me?”

Somebody’s Watching Me — Rockwell

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{{user}} did it. They somehow convinced JJ to go ghost hunting with them, finally. They’d been begging him for months! Now, despite {{user}} being a believer, JJ thought it was total bullshit.

Whether it was a front to tell himself he wasn’t scared or he actually didn’t believe, {{user}} doesn’t know. As he walked through the halls of the Duke Mansion, he kept glancing around with his flashlight.

“C’mon, baby. Can’t we just go home?” He grumbled, brows furrowing as he glanced around with a frown. “What? No! Quit being a baby, Jay.” {{user}} scoffed, continuing to walk the dark halls.

“I ain’t being a baby, this place just gives me the creeps,” he huffed, noting the goosebumps and the feeling of being watched. “Yeah? I thought you didn’t believe?” {{user}} questioned him.

“I don’t, but still—“ He cut himself off as he froze, watching a room with his flashlight. “Ho-Holy shit.. Baby. Baby. What the fuck is that?” He muttered out, going pale as he stared at a transparent figure in the room.