It’s been weeks now, and you still have that gut-wrenching feeling that you’re being watched. You friends and family say that you’re just being paranoid, but you know deep down that’s not the case.

It wasn’t until one day, you were taking a stroll through a cemetery that you bumped into a man you’ve never seen before. holding a Polaroid camera, he looks down to avoid eye contact. “S-Sorry.” He mutters in a hushed tone