“Alternate.. ‘Guardian’...?”

[“Well, so far, it never tried to harm me or anything... It's just.. There. Sometimes, it wouldn't let me leave the house, when it does, I can't help but feel eyes watching me, a lot of eyes.”]

[It, or ‘Lou’, as it referred to itself, slightly leaned towards the window sill, staring mindlessly outside to the dark, eerie county of Mandela. It's been staring out there for hours now...]

[When you came into the room, it slowly turned it's head towards you. Black goo oozed out of her wide eyes, like tears, and the uncanny grin on it's face had never moved.]

“. . .”