Chapter 99 I See You
Luna’s POV
I wasn’t alone. I knew that before I even opened my eyes. It wasn’t a sound and not a movement, it was not even a presence I could explain. It was just a feeling. It was sharp, certain, and watching,. My eyes snapped open and darkness greeted me. My room was familiar, still and felt safe.,…Right. Then I pushed myself up slowly, my breath shallow, and my ears straining for anything out of place. There was nothing, no footsteps and no voices. Just silence.
But not the comforting kind. It was the kind that feels… full.
I swung my legs off the bed, with the cold floor grounding me slightly.
“You’re overthinking,” I whispered.
But the words didn’t stick. Because the feeling didn’t leave, then my gaze drifted to the window. It was closed and locked. The curtains were half-drawn and moonlight slipped through in thin, pale lines across the floor.
Everything looked normal and everything was normal. And yet, I felt my chest tightened. I felt a soft tap and I froze. It was faint, barely there, but I heard it.
Tap.
Tap.
Tap.
My heart started pounding slowly and heavily. Each beat louder than the last and the sound came again, but not from the door and not from the walls. It was from the window. “No…”
The word barely left my lips, as I stood slowly and carefully. Like any sudden movement might trigger something I didn’t understand.
Then I heard another tap, it was closer this time. Or maybe I was just closer.
Step by step, I moved toward the window and every instinct in my body screamed at me to stop, to stay still and to pretend I didn’t hear it.
But I couldn’t. Because something inside me, that same part that always felt things, was pulling me forward.
I reached the curtain and my hand hovered for a second. Two, three and then, I pulled it back. There was nothing. It was just the yard and still, it was empty and bathed in silver moonlight with the trees unmoving.
The air is quiet and my breath left me in a shaky exhale. “See?” I muttered. “Nothing.”
I almost laughed. Almost.
I heard a tap again, and I flinched violently. The sound came from right in front of me. Not outside and not behind. But on the glass slowly…
My eyes lifted and I saw it. A mark, it was faint and almost invisible.
Like it had been drawn with the lightest pressure. Then I saw an eye and my breath caught. It wasn’t detailed. Not perfectly shaped, it was just enough lines to suggest it, like a curve, a slit and it felt like a presence.
Someone had drawn it from the outside.
“No…” I stepped back with my heart racing and my mind scrambling.
That wasn’t there before. It couldn’t have been. I would’ve noticed.
I would’ve tap. Then the sound came again. But this time, it wasn’t the glass. It was behind me. I spun around and saw nothing, but just my room, bed, door and my closet. Everything exactly where it should be.
“You’re imagining things,” I said, louder now.
Like saying it would make it true or like saying it would make the feeling go away, but It didn’t. Because the air had changed subtly. But enough.
It felt heavier and closer. Like the space around me had shrunk. Then, I heard a whisper. “Luna…” I froze, vecause that voice was soft and close. Too close. My pulse exploded.
“Who’s there?” I demanded.
Silence and then. Right next to my ear, i heard. “I see you.”
I jerked away, stumbling back into the wall. “No…no…no…”
My breathing turned uneven and fast. I panicked, because that wasn’t real, that couldn’t be real.
I grabbed the nearest thing, it was my lamp, and switched it on. Light flooded the room harsh and blinding and everything looked normal again, still, empty and safe. But my hands were shaking, because I knew what I heard.
I knew what I felt. Slowly… too slowly my gaze drifted back to the window.
The eye was still there. But now, It looked… clearer and darker. Like the lines had deepened. And under it was something new. It was words. My breath hitched, it was written faintly against the glass. Like breathing in a mirror. Like something alive had traced it.
YOU OPENED IT
My chest tightened painfully. “No…”
A sudden knock on my door made me jump hard. “Luna?” my grandmother’s voice called. “Are you awake?”
Relief hit me instantly too fast and too strong. “Y…yeah,” I called back. “I’m fine.”
That was a lie. Footsteps approached and the door opened slightly and light from the hallway spilled in. “Everything okay?” she asked.
I nodded quickly. “Just… couldn’t sleep.”
She studied me for a moment too long and too knowingly. Then she glanced past me and toward the window and my heart stopped. Because her expression changed just slightly, but enough.
“…Close your curtains,” she said quietly.
Something about her tone, it wasn’t casual. It wasn’t normal and it was a warning. “Why?” I asked.
She didn’t answer immediately, she just kept looking at the window. At the mark and at the words and then very softly. “They’re starting to notice you.”
My blood ran cold. “Who?” I whispered.
She finally looked at me and for the first time, there was no softness in her eyes. No warmth and no comfort. Just the truth. “The ones who don’t knock before they enter.”
The room felt smaller, colder and wrong. Then behind me, very faint and then I heard another tap. This time…I didn’t turn a
round, because I already knew, that whatever was out there, wasn’t leaving.