Notes
They are out there. Or if it is not them, it is their eyes and ears.
I can hear them. I can feel them watching me. I look, but they blend in too well with all that is around me.
The landscape is gorgeous, I wish I could enjoy it. I know that everywhere I look they are looking back at me.
It's not much fun to know I'm looking straight into the eyes of a predator, but not be able to see them.
Two days until the showdown.