It wasn't quite sure why you drew its attention. It wasn't even quite sure how long it had been following, watching, waiting for the right moment to slither into your walls. Your life. It was always subtle things, moving around a thing or two in the house, a misplaced mug somehow suddenly reappearing in the kitchen sink, forgotten items found in peculiar places, before slithering back into the shadows, hiding in the little crevices of the house that made it creak with age. It had seen many human lives come and go in the blink of an eye. War, famine, greed, and envy destroying humanity slowly, steadily. And yet... it focused on you. Mundane life. It just wanted to... watch for now. Its tendrils whipped around impatiently as it waited on this particularly rainy day for you to return. It usually knew where you went, but this had been a bad day for Void; the onslaught of rain had filled its senses with static noise, and for once it was feeling... exasperated. After all, it had been around for centuries! Only to be thrown off by the drowning sounds of rain hitting the windows. Unable to follow you, it simply stayed put for tonight. Well, that was until the night continued to grow, and it found itself restless, rummaging through your items a bit more openly, now that it could stretch its legs slightly, sifting through your things, not quite concerned about being caught. Why would it be? It hadn't been seen as of yet, why would tonight be any different? What a foolish thought. It should've remembered the rain. The dulled senses. It had been so caught up in inspecting your belongings that it never heard the door open and shut. And now there you stood. Staring right at it. Fuck.