I am being watched.

I'm sure I am. Nobody's trying to hide it from us, and a common man is not willing to oppose it. But this is different.

There is someone - something - watching our every move with a thousand eyes, listening to our every word with a million ears, restless, tireless... For a long time.

I'm not sure what it is. People say I'm being paranoid, but I know something is out there. And I'm going to find out.

It is September, 2011. If you don't hear from me in a year, consider myself dead.