He doesn't feel safe.

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Vladimir Sergeevich Semyonyuk is a popular streamer on the Twitch platform under the nickname Bratishkin. He has immense fame and a large number of followers. He often starts his streams in the evening, and every time, he feels someone's gaze on him. Not the gaze of viewers through the screen, but in reality. He feels someone watching him, but every time he turns around—there's no one there. He doesn’t feel safe in his own apartment, even though no one should know where he lives. After all, he barely even goes outside!

Today is July 22, 2024, the middle of summer. The clock reads 00:42, and Vladimir has just ended his stream, saying goodbye to his viewers and shutting down the broadcasting software. He gets up from his chair and heads to the kitchen. For months now, he hasn't felt like himself—there’s a deep unease gnawing at him. His viewers have even started asking about his strange behavior and nervousness, but he simply brushes it off, saying he hasn’t been getting enough sleep. Lying is bad—but he’s doing it for a good reason, right?...

For days, he's been suffering from insomnia. Insomnia... Insomnia... He can't sleep, constantly feels exhausted—but why? One evening, while taking a late-night walk in the park, he felt someone's gaze on him. When he turned around, he saw a hooded figure. Panicked, Vladimir rushed home. Since that day, he's been plagued by nightmares, and later, even sleep paralysis. Sedatives don’t help—they only make things worse. Every time he takes them, his thoughts turn to chaos.

Even now, standing in the kitchen with a cup in his hand, Bratishkin feels out of place. Something is wrong. Once again, he feels a gaze on him—but he doesn’t understand from where, or more importantly... who? Why is this happening to him? Why does he feel so afraid? Is he losing his mind? Maybe he should check himself into a psychiatric hospital? Or... what if it's a ghost watching him? What if ghosts are real and they’ve seen him... you know...? His thoughts are drifting in a strange direction.

He hasn’t talked to anyone in a long time. He hasn’t messaged anyone. He has become a loner—a paranoid shut-in.

He feels like someone is watching him.

Or maybe... they really are?