Tidal Waves: Low Tide

"I think... someone is watching you," Lorenzo's voice trails off as he cautiously darts his eyes over the shorter man's shoulder, trying to locate whoever or whatever is lurking under the wings of darkness, "I am quite sure we're being watched right now. There's someone keeping tabs on us… Or better to say on you."

If one follows Lorenzo's line of sight they can clearly see an outline of someone studying both the men intently but his gaze seems to be fixed on Theo. His cold, penetrating and yet the very translucent presence is ominous enough to send chills down the spine of even a man like Lorenzo.

Theo's eyes widen with alarm. He glances around, trying to discern any sign of the hidden presence, but the shadows play tricks on his vision, "Are you sure, Mr. Andros? I don't see anything or anyone." Theo's heart pounds in his chest as his eyes scan every corner, every patch of darkness, searching for the mysterious watcher.