Celia felt a prickling feeling on the back of her neck, as if she was being watched. She turned to stare at her room curiously. She tried to see if she could make out anything but the room was too dark and her eyes weren't adjusted to the darkness since she had been staring out at the bright day as she drew. Slightly uneasy but pushing the matter off as she was just being paranoid she turned back to her drawing, soon becoming lost again in her work.