[He stares down at the page in alarm, which he doesn't even try to hide because the anonymity has him covered. Who is this, and how do they know anything about him? His mind flips through a list of people, but pieces aren't coming together. He feels violently claustrophobic. Quickly, he scrawls question after question.]
Who are you? How do you know who I am? What are your intentions?
[written | november 20th]
Who are you? How do you know who I am? What are your intentions?