A threat
The note that had been carefully fastened around Spike’s collar exuded an eerie, chilling aura that sent shivers down Jane’s spine. It bore an inexplicable sense of foreboding and darkness, leaving her heart pounding with unease. As her eyes fixed upon the words inscribed on the paper, a wave of distress washed over her, causing tears to well up in her eyes, threatening to spill onto her cheeks.
The three simple, yet haunting words etched on the note seemed to penetrate her very being, striking fear into the depths of her soul: « I’m watching you. » Each letter seemed to burn into her consciousness, amplifying her sense of vulnerability and igniting a surge of adrenaline that coursed through her veins. It was as if an unseen malevolence had woven its way into her life, casting an ominous shadow over her once-familiar surroundings.
