The streets are well lit, but that just makes them easier to see. They’re watching you. You know this. They always watch you.

You look back over your shoulder. That guy in the business suit was watching. You know he was. You didn’t catch him this time, but you know it.

She told you so. She tells you about all of them. Even the ones you can’t see.

She loves you. She wouldn’t lie to you.

But you know they can’t stay hidden forever. You know which ones are watching, but they don’t know that you do! She told you how to act, how to fool them into thinking you’re one of the ignorant masses. How to make everyone think that you’re no one special.

But soon, you’ll show them how much you know. Everyone will know then. She said you just need more one thing. You find the building you want, and walk in. The shopkeeper looks up and says, “Hi, there. Can I help you?”

“Yes,” you say, calmly. Casually. “I’m here to pick up an AMT AutoMag V. I ordered one last week.”

They’ll all know very soon. She said so…