Jeremy- Tracked

On my most recent investigations into the woods, I can all but see the eyes upon me as I work, though when I turn around, no one is ever there. Clear evidence of bigalopes, which can sprint at baffling speeds to evade being spotted. This feeling even follows me back into town, when I am working on other cases of local paranormal investigation (see: the Black Hole Project). Stagtown has always been a strange place, but never this strange. It’s my belief that, in addition to the usual in-person observing, some force (possible bigalope!) has now gained the ability to track individual humans through either electronic or some other means.

Feeling of Being Watched