they’re watching?” she was an older woman dressed in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, daffy duck or something; a very old lady in her 70s... and then the conversation went on from there. it was in a library, and the staff were trying to move her away from me, probably thinking it might be liable to turn into something more dramatic, they kept trying to shift her away, and she’d look back over her shoulder and say “they’re watching you, they know about you, i know you’re not one of them, but they’re everywhere, they’re everywhere”. and it’s like, ‘my god’, and she even had me convinced near 