C35 I hope King dies so you can be my daughter again

Joan stepped out of Zenith hospital, her mother by her side. They were being watched, she knew, she could feel it. Ever since the incident at the park, she had become more alert and conscious of her environment and most times she got the feeling of being watched. It wasn’t Paranoia. She took great pain to keep her fear at bay so she could think clearly, it wasn’t Paranoia