Liam was a regular guy, he was 16, born in London. He had a little brother named Adam. Both his father and mother were hard workers. His mother Dennis was a famous photographer who took pictures of the world so she traveled a lot.
His father Joseph worked as an investigator in IT developing incrediblecutting-edge technology. They were a busy couple, but they always had time for their children.
Adam was only 11 and a little adventurer. He read a lot of books and loved arts and music. He was shy, I guess a little more than a child should be, but also really smart.
Liam also loved arts and music, but he had a special interest in philosophy.
People who knew him used to say that he lost a lot of his time just thinking, trying to figure out the world and life.
They were a normal family.
The morning after Liam heard for the first time the voice, he just thought it was all part of his imagination, as a regular thinker would say, so he kept his life going on as usual.
A week after the incident however, Liam was walking on Piccadilly Circus, watching the lights and people coming and going.
He was sitting in there listening to music, and writing in a little notebook he always carried with him.
Out off nowhere, a girl, a beatiful girl with white skin, blond hair and blue eyes, looked at him, directly into his eyes. The girl put then a finger onto his lips and he heard her say:
- Ssshhhhh, I'm not here.
- Then all the screens in Piccadilly Circus went black, everything stopped, and in the screen in front of Liam, a text appeared: We are watching you Liam.
In a blink of an eye, everything went back to normal and the girl wasn't there anymore.
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