Talk:Paranoia/@comment-26981815-20151110003715

'Right now, I'm fighting the urge to turn around. If I do, I know what's going to happen. They don't like when you see them. From my peripheral vision, I see the silhouette of one now. They're dark, gnarled creatures. Taller than any human being I've ever seen. It's scratching at the walls, viciously. It wants me to look at it.'

That doesn't make sense. You said it wanted you to do something it didn't like.