It’s here it’s here it’s here it’s here it’s here it’s here

  It left me during the light, but I couldn’t sleep. Every time I fell asleep I saw it in my dreams and heard its breathing and snapped awake and no sleeping

  It’s closer now

  I tried moving away from it again, it didn’t leave me this time

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  I can't taste the air, the air burns

  I’m further away from the alien now. I don’t know how much

  I feel its breath on my thorns, staring, a few lengths away

  I don’t see the body of the thing, but it’s at least two times my size

  It keeps everything but the eye in shadows. The mold doesn’t help. When I point the mold staff at it it simply moves away slightly.

  I haven’t slept for two turns; I can barely look anymore. My eyes burn

  But I can’t sleep. Not with the breathing, Not with the eye

  The Eye.

  it won’t go away

  please make it stop