-"He says not a word and starts to walk towards me. I stumble back because I don’t know what his intentions are. The strange man stands next to me and whispers discreetly: “Life is words on a page for the world to see.” He resumes to walk past me."
-"What is causing this feeling to make me feel like somebody is watching me? Could it be the dream? It must be the eyes. The eyes. What is the meaning of the dream?"