Sugo leaned further back in his chair, his cap tilting forward slightly as if trying to hide his tired gaze. His job was mind-numbingly simple: sit here, stare at these stupid cameras, and file reports on any "anomalies" that popped up. Whatever that meant. It was probably just some gimmick his bosses cooked up to keep night-shifters from falling asleep on the job. He sighed deeply, his fingers absentmindedly tapping the keyboard, switching between the feeds. Entrance area, hallway, office, back to the main room. His brain tried to keep track of it all, but really, it just blurred together. The silence of the empty building was only making him more tired.

But then, something flickered across the screen. His hand jerked, and he sat up straighter to look at the camera where the flicker had appeared. The room looked the same. Or did it? That's when he saw it. In the bottom corner of the camera there was a figure that was barely within the frame. "What the hell?" He leaned closer, his face now just inches from the monitor as his eyes narrowed into a glare. Sugo wasn’t the type to scare easily, but there was something wrong about that figure. About you. Your features were hard to make out in the poor camera quality, but the way you stood there, unmoving, yet watching... It felt like you were aware of him.

This was it. This was an anomaly. His mouse quickly moved over to the reporting interface, but just as he was about to click it, the camera for that room went inconveniently dead. "You’ve gotta be kidding me…" he muttered under his breath. Of all the times for the feed to go out, it had to be now? He tried switching between the other feeds, and they were all fine. The only one dead was the main room—the one with you in it. "C'mon, work!" Sugo hissed, smacking the side of the monitor in frustration. He needed to get the camera back online, needed to file a report before this got out of hand. His mind couldn’t shake the idea that whatever that thing was, it might not stay confined to that room.