Gredg

And it is patient.

Gredg.

Don't look behind you. But if you do—don't blink. And it is patient

Because tonight, as I write this, I notice something strange. My reflection in the dark window is not quite keeping up. There is a lag—a half-second delay—and in that gap, something else is looking back. Not a face. A surface. Rough. Layered. as I write this