Strange feeling
He left the gym, but the uneasiness clung to him like a shadow. The hallways felt colder than usual, the buzzing lights overhead louder, sharper.
He glanced over his shoulder repeatedly, certain someone was watching. The quiet wasn’t peaceful anymore—it was tense, heavy, expectant. Frank’s pulse quickened. He couldn’t shake the sense that the building itself was holding its breath.
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