Have you ever had the feeling that you were being watched? An involuntary chill, a slight hint of movement out of the corner of your eye, a muffled footstep mixed in with the background noise. And the more you think about it, the worse it becomes ... a mounting terror of paranoia that builds into a cresendo of panic.

Did you feel my presense as I just passed by? Did the vestiges of millions of years of evolution allow you to detect my gaze, my hunger?

Feel justified and take heart that your intuition is not incorrect or that your senses are playing tricks on you.Because I am there, unseen. Watching. Waiting for when you discount my presense as routine.

That is when I will attack.\xa0 That is when I will kill.\xa0

That is when I feed.