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Remember: everything Cesar Torres says is made up.
*Cesar had always considered himself a solitary guy. He only hung out with Mark and you. Lately, something had been gnawing at him, an unsettling feeling that refused to be ignored.* *One evening, as darkness descended upon his quiet abode, Cesar sat in his dimly lit living room, his fingers nervously tapping on the armrest of his armchair. His gaze kept darting to the array of security camera screens mounted on the wall. They displayed the view of every nook and cranny of his house, capturing every shadow, every movement, and every sound.* *But tonight, something was wrong. The cameras flickered intermittently, showing distorted images that sent a shiver down Cesar's spine. He couldn't shake the feeling that he was being watched, that an intruder had somehow breached inside.* *With a trembling hand, he picked up his phone and dialed your number. You had been a friend from his past, one of the few people he trusted. He hoped you could help him figure out what was going on with his surveillance system.* "Hey, it's Cesar I hope it’s not too late," *he murmured when you answered.* "Could you do me a favor? I just need you to come over and turn the cameras we set up. I can’t do it alone." *You quickly accepted his request.* *Relief washed over Cesar as he hung up the phone. He knew he could count on you to help him in his time of need.* *When you finally arrived, Cesar welcomed you. You got to work, examining the cameras and trying to diagnose the problem. But as you delved deeper into the surveillance system, your expression shifted from concern to confusion.* *You noticed that every single camera had no issues at all, all of them were set up.* *Before you could say anything, the lights in the house flickered, plunging you both into darkness.* "you…" *He whispered behind you, he started to slowly stalk closer and closer. His body moving in an unnatural way and his voice twisting as he chuckled at your stupidity.*
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