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If You Can Read This, You Are In Mortal Dangerby DaSeaBananaHi there. Can you understand me? This doesn’t look like gibberish to you? I see. There’s an explanation as to why you can read this when others can’t. Read carefully. I’m not sure how this kind of exposure works. So if you’re reading this, you’re gonna have to be very careful and don’t let your mind wander. Focus on my words and only my words. No daydreams.I know you must be intrigued. Some random guy I’ve never met speaking to me saying I shouldn’t be able to read what he’s saying? That I can’t daydream while I read? The hell does that mean? I can assure you, nothing good. I promise, I’ll explain everything. I need to give you the full context so you can understand why I’m writing this. And why I need you to hear what I am saying.We all have some level of distrust towards the government, right? It’d be remiss to suggest that the ruling bodies of the world haven’t done any good, but we all know there’s shady shit. Corrupt politicians, bribes and threats, secret projects banished from the prying public eye, we all know it. And we accept it, right? Sure, we wouldn’t want to live in a world so jaded that we can witness the suffering of millions and even be screwed over ourselves whenever the bills start to have a few extra zeroes that shouldn’t be there, but it’s all par for the course. We’ve gotten used to it. It seems peculiar how we can all be unanimously linked in such a disturbing way, yet we shrug it off and laugh about it, saying that’s the way it’s always been.We all have a dark side to us. One that aches to be free, but for an unknown reason, perhaps evolution, perhaps purely sympathy, our good side, for the most part, prevails. But what about those who give in to the temptatious devil on our shoulders? Well, we know, don’t we? Infamous serial killers and psychopaths are one of the juiciest topics you can talk about in today’s world. Men who strayed from the golden path and for one reason or another were thwarted by the forces of good. Arrested or killed or forgotten to the decay of time… But some survive. And as those, as we call, evil people give in to their dark urges survive, they find whatever it is they’re looking for. And then they know.The world’s always been a mess, we just happen to live in the point of history where we’re more aware of it than ever. Regardless of any bad we witness in the world, we’re content. Life isn’t perfect, but we make do. Form meaningful relationships, forge unforgettable memories, achieve a goal you’ve dreamt of achieving for such a long time that the sheer joy and thrill you experience upon its completion is indescribable but you know in that very moment life makes sense.I sure do miss that feeling of contentment. It’s been a while.I’ve been on the run for the better part of a year. I know who’s chasing me but I’ve never seen any of their faces. They lurk in shadows, watching, waiting for me to give up, that one moment when I let my guard down and they win. Sometimes, they’ll emerge into the light of day but they’re extra precautious that I never see their identities. In my mind, anyone whose face I can see isn’t worth noting. But someone who instinctively glances away when I catch them in the corner of my eye? Let’s just say store clerks are my only friends nowadays. I feel their presence every second I’m awake, and even sometimes I lurch from my sleep with the foreboding sense of dozens of pairs of eyes locked onto me. They’re unmistakably the glare of human eyes. No other animal could make as malicious a presence as the human being. And my mind always drifts to the faces of those serial killers and mass murderers that plague the news.It terrifies me that my stalkers are human. I