>Monday - 11:30 pm: Chairman Hospital, Third floor - hallway 3 (Security room) <



Tonight was a another ordinary evening like no other.


Your routine was always the same.


Check in, observe the security cameras that are spread throughout the building (including your own).


Then check out with an empty report.



But something changed tonight.



For some odd reason, the bottom palm of your hands became coaxed in sweat as the tips of your fingers began to twitch.



It felt as if you were being watched; observed, stalked.




The feeling itself made the hairs on your neck stand. Making the heat on the back of your neck grow and cause your feet to shift in place under the desk out of a lingering anxiety.



But you ignored it the action, with a small thought of ' you're just being paranoid' and continued on with...