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But something about the way he asked, about the way he looked at me, made the hair on my neck stand up.

Then he said something I'll never forget.

They didn't even look annoyed.

They were just staring. Dead eyes. They didn't even look annoyed.

They were just staring, dead-eyed, like they were watching a deer through a scope.

I checked the cameras again, and sure enough, he was waiting for me outside.

From Killer Podcasts, True Tales of Horror, Bizarer Happenings, Unexplable Events.

This is Disturbed. This is Disturbed. Hello and welcome back to the show.

This week we're bringing you five stories that will stock your thoughts long after the episode ends.

So sit back, listen closely, and dive into the horror.

First up, a reminder that paranoia isn't always in your head,

especially if you look back and don't like what you see.

From Reddit user Altruistic Pepper 736, and narrated by Tara Ash.

This is the first time I was ever followed home.

This happened when I was in either 7th or 8th grade. I was in either 7th or 8th grade.

It was one of those sticky, hot summers in the Midwest, the kind of heat that wraps around you like a wet blanket.

I lived in a nothing bad ever happens here kind of town.

You know the type.

Everyone knows everyone and people still leave their doors unlocked at night.

The sun had just started to set when my softball game ended.

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