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The angel wings were sewn into h they added pounds to my shoulders, I never danced better The dancers struck their poses and reh, spinning around in an elegant twirl, pointing elic character I was honored to play

I was the angel they worshiped

I spun around slowly then strutted to the front of the stage, s The audience was dark because the lights hitbefore me

But I could

A man dressed in all black stood in front of his seat, dead center of the theater, absolutely motionless He didn’t shift down the row to use the bathroo the people behind hi at his sides with deliberate stillness

His dark eyes reflected the light fro

He had a large rin I’d ever seen, showing all his teeth, his er proportion of his face than the average person The grin was practically maniacal

And he stared right at me

My mind, body, and soul had been so absorbed in the perfor was dead inside me The music turned into a blur of sounds because I couldn’t focus I ain because I couldn’t take ht at me

The adrenaline er It was an innate warning,It was like a nighto away, even after you woke up

It was fucking creepy

His se His eyes didn’t blink His body didn’t move at all, and his creepy effect was felt by everyone around him because no one dared to ask him to return to his seat

And the creepiest thing of all…was that the stare was intentional

He wanted me to know

The fear cut me to the bone

I told security about the freak in the audience, but they didn’t take irls if they’d noticed him, they all said no When I told the, and he was just an admirer

Plain and simple