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Chapter Twenty-Two The Watchers’ Attack
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2025-11-12 13:59:22Bukky's POV
The evening rain had stopped, but the clouds still hung low, fat and grey, like they were holding their breath.
I pulled my hoodie lower over my brow and stepped out of the grocery store with two bags in hand, toiletries, cosmetics, eggs, fruits, oat biscuits, and that stupid almond milk my daughter Camille insisted on. Nothing heavy. Nothing loud.
Yet I felt it.
That pressure in the chest. The primal whispers that someone’s eyes are crawling over my skin.
I paused by the curb. Looked left, and then right. Normal traffic. A woman arguing on the phone. A child with a balloon. A man lighting a cigarette under a streetlamp.
But still…
Something was off.
I crossed the road. Not in a hurry, but smooth and casual. The way Antonioni taught us back in Lisbon… MAKE THE TAIL REVEAL
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