00:00The old aquarium sat in the darkest corner of my inherited house, gathering dust.
00:07Inside, a single pale fish drifted aimlessly.
00:12Its eyes were cloudy, milky white, completely blind.
00:18I felt a pang of pity for it, this lonely creature trapped in its murky world.
00:25One night, I couldn't sleep.
00:28The house was silent, except for a faint rhythmic tapping.
00:34Tap, tap, tap.
00:36I followed the sound to the living room.
00:39The fish was pressed against the glass, its blind eyes fixed on me.
00:45As I moved, its head turned, tracking my every step.
00:50I backed away slowly, but it kept watching, its body twisting to keep me in sight.
00:58I realised then, it wasn't blind at all.
01:03The tapping wasn't just glass.
01:06It was the sound of it seeing me, feeling my presence through the walls, through the very air.
01:14And I knew, with a certainty, that chilled me to the bone, that it had been watching me since the day I moved in.
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