He looked behind him once again. He couldn't throw off this feeling that he was being watched.
"Mark? What are you looking back for?" called out Judy.
"Ah," he looked back beside him. "Nothing... it's just... don't you feel that we're being watched?
He asked his girlfriend.
"Come on, Marky, nobody's going to kill us in the forest." She laughed.
He smiled.
Yeah, maybe he was just being paranoid.
Both of them kept walking.
[...]
Behind one of the trees, a shadow moved with an intelligence that wasn’t human.
This post is inspired by the dailyprompt.
