Chapter Eighty- Seven

“How’s this even possible? I’m very sure I was alone. The place was deserted enough for me to know if someone was following me or not. I don’t get it.” Ryan scoffed, narrowing his eyes at the screen in sheer disbelief.

Evans only laughed then clicked replay.

He changed the playback speed and the video played slower.

Evans instructed them to watch carefully then suddenly hit the spacebar, so quickly that both parties flinched. His chubby index finger pointed at the computer, almost making contact with the screen.

"Look really closely, there's a moving figure between those trees. Barely noticeable but he's there," He said to them and rested his back on his swivel chair.

Ryan's eyes widened in shock as he stared at it, refusing to believe the sight in front of him.

He shuddered a bit, the eerie feeling of paranoia hitting him again.

Turner looked at Ryan, shook his head, and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder.

He pushed play on the video again and watched it intently. He paus