It was cold, almost damp. It was distantly resembling a breath of wind, but it was not pleasant. It was something more definite, something more corporeal than an autumn breeze. I shivered. I turned like someone playing English hide-and-seek and burning with eagerness to detect some furtive movement among the players. But what I saw was not movement. My gaze met something far worse. The black figure. It was there, standing in front of me. It was very close, too close. It didn't move. That human-shaped shadow was much bigger than I had imagined. I looked up and saw its head, slightly tilted down. It was looking at me. There was no human feature visible on that dark face. My head was at chest level. I realised that it could not be a person. I was twenty or thirty centimetres away from the figure and I could only see a dark body.
It was cold, almost damp. It was distantly resembling a breath of wind, but it was not pleasant. It was something more definite, something more corporeal than an autumn breeze. I shivered. I turned like someone playing English hide-and-seek and burning with eagerness to detect some furtive movement among the players. But what I saw was not movement. My gaze met something far worse. The black figure. It was there, standing in front of me. It was very close, too close. It didn't move. That human-shaped shadow was much bigger than I had imagined. I looked up and saw its head, slightly tilted down. It was looking at me. There was no human feature visible on that dark face. My head was at chest level. I realised that it could not be a person. I was twenty or thirty centimetres away from the figure and I could only see a dark body.
It was cold, almost damp. It was distantly resembling a breath of wind, but it was not pleasant. It was something more definite, something more corporeal than an autumn breeze. I shivered. I turned like someone playing English hide-and-seek and burning with eagerness to detect some furtive movement among the players. But what I saw was not movement. My gaze met something far worse. The black figure. It was there, standing in front of me. It was very close, too close. It didn't move. That human-shaped shadow was much bigger than I had imagined. I looked up and saw its head, slightly tilted down. It was looking at me. There was no human feature visible on that dark face. My head was at chest level. I realised that it could not be a person. I was twenty or thirty centimetres away from the figure and I could only see a dark body.
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