#525: I Know You're Listening

Now and then, I announce “I know you’re listening” to empty rooms.

[[Man is sitting in an armchair, reading. He murmurs something.]]

[[Second man in front of a large computer terminal jumps out of chair after hearing the first man mumble. His chair has fallen over]]

If I’m wrong, no one knows. And if I’m right, maybe I just freaked the hell out of some secret organization.