[ WP ] The sound of the wind through the trees was always soothing and pure , but today something was off .

The day was slow. I was still recovering from waking up at 6am, even tho it was already nearly noon. I was typing away in my gray cubicle at the keybaord my fingers grew accustomed to for the most of the morning without taking a break longer than 5 minutes until that clock ticked 12. Noon... Noon meant pause, right... 
 I took my cup of still lukewarm coffee with me and decided to go out for a stroll. On the off days like this, when I had trouble getting sense of being awake, a walk in a park would solve it for me in minutes. So, exiting the small building our company was housed it, I headed to the nearby park I've visited dozens upon dozens of times since I've started working there, 6 years ago. 
 The park was as nice as it would get in a year, it was summer. Less than a hundred steps inside, you could no longer hear the noise of the cars and sun was n't unbearable at all, even tho it was noon. The only thing you could hear was hum of trees and their leaves in the wind accompanied by a slightly chilling sensation. I let myself float on the currents of the air which made the nature move... But then I noticed it was n't like it used to be... It was close, but something sinisterly small was off. 
 I looked around, looking calm as ever even tho my heart was beating a couple beats more a minute than usual, small rush of adrenaline hitting into my head as I noticed... In the top of one tree, I saw a glare. It was lense, camera lense. It was too high to be hunters camera, but it was pointing down... Not looking at a trail used by animals, but at the one used by humans. 
 With my moment crushed by uneasieness, I turned back and slowly walked away, fighting with my mind not to run, proving to it that running off would be irrational. Slowly nearing the exit gate of the park, chirp of the birds was baiting my gaze up. I stopped as I was trying to see what bird it was, I did n't recognize the chirp in my untreated grogginess. Looking up, I noticed another, sinister glare. I looked down, rubbed my eyes, to make sure it was n't me, looked up again and the glare was still piercingly obvious. It was getting creepier by the moment. 
 I just left, the park did it's purpose, it made me wake up... Sure, not how I expected it to achieve that goal, but goal was achieved. I had a lot of work to do that day. I returned to my cubicle in no time, only half an hour had passed. I decided to use half an hour of pause left to catch up a bit on the piled up work. 
 I worked and worked and worked and I did n't notice the time until my co-worker tapped me on the shoulder. He was telling me it was end of the shift, 4pm already. I looked up at him with a smile, only about to say'Thanks' as another glare from above his shoulder stopped me... Another camera... Looking at my cubicle. 
 I shook it off, once more, as just my paranoia, got my coat and headed for home. I was soon at my front door and I opened it without hesitation, only to drop my jaw when I saw another one. It was in the far right corner of the room. I never had camera security in my home. That white thing with black lense was pointed right at the entrance. 
 I knew it was n't paranoia anymore, someone really was following my every step... It reminded me too much of how hunters watch their prey and its habits before hunting it down... Maybe I was dealing with a hunter after all...
