Everything - not just me, but the world itself - sort of seized up, went a dull gray. The faces of the people around me stopped, and then ebbed into a sort of dark stream of light. A face appeared, the same one from the drawings - way too close to me, but this was just another illusion. Then the face spoke.
“Hello again, Mr. Freeman.” I was expecting it, but I still flinched - he was speaking right in my ear, yet from all directions at once. Talk about surround sound.
Then the face vanished, as the world streamed and started to resolve. I blinked - I was in my office.
Wait, forget that, was I really?
I tilted my head, and it was a strange sensation - like when one of those weird magic-eye patterns resolves into a clear image, but more so. This was all a fake - everything looked perfectly like my office, down to the last detail, but it was a facade, an illusion. If you’re familiar with a place as I was with my office, you can notice if something is even the slightest