Ever feel like you're nothing in a vast empty space going nowhere, and ever direction you turn there's a foreboding feeling of dread. That if you take a step something sinister will snatch you right out of your skin, so you stand in one spot still as a statue.
Someone whispers behind you "Turn around", or you think you heard the whisper. It was so faint you can't be sure.
Then you here it again, louder this time so you know...