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// Entry 17 
// Story: Samudra's Journal 
// by vren55 
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Stop. Just. Whatever you are. STOP!

Are they just messing with me? Making a point? Well I heard you, just for the love of…

Or am I crazy? I… But I...

I can feel something there. Right behind me! Not always, no… that would be too convenient. Its random!

Whenever I least expect it I can feel… hear? I don’t know. I just feel something is there.

And when I turn around, I don’t see anybody. Sometimes I do find a guard, minister or servant, but it’s… it’s not them. I’m not feeling them… am I?

Maybe… okay. Let me describe it.

The presence I feel… I don’t know what or how I’m sensing it. It’s like this weight in my mind… but that’s not in my mind. I simply feel as if something is there. It usually is behind me but sometimes it isn’t.

The real question is… why? It may be related to the voices I’ve been hearing. If that is the case then, what… or who, is behind all of this? And what is their goal?

Indeed, it may be some twisted bastard trying to mess with my mind, and make me overthink.

Or perhaps it is deliberately trying to alienate me from my staff.

Maybe it wants to make me crazy?

… Or have I gone crazy?

I have no answers now. All I can really do is brace myself for… Damnit, I just felt it again and there was nothing there.

Where was I… Right. I have to brace myself and Aquestria for whatever is behind this.

I’m going to be checking my food as well. There’s no poison I know that can cause these effects, but I need to be sure.