That Dark Place

I find myself here again. Waiting. Listening. Trying desperately to hold-on to my sanity.

It's not working.

They almost found me twice. I can scarcely believe that I avoided their detection as long as I have. But my successes haven't come without a price. A price I'm not at all certain I can continue to pay.

Their search continues. Their thought-sweeps wash over my overburdened mind blocks. Like the constant pounding of the surf against the bluffs, slowly but steadily eroding my defenses.

They draw nearer, I can feel it. Their thoughts ripple across the wasteland. Their minds seeking the tell-tale signs of another mind. A mind that doesn't belong.

I must remain strong, and carry on.