Victor sighed, "You want me to go outside and check?"

"No! Stay inside!" Logan held to him, then whispered. "He'll get you..."

Victor stared at him and shook his head, taking him to the bedroom; he put a calm movie on and laid in bed. He was going to fall asleep into the movie but at least now his little brother had something to distract him.

Logan clung to him, still shaky and on edge.

Victor rubbed his back, "It's ok, I'm here," he yawned, "It's probably just a camper or something."

"No," Logan whimpered, "He was standing there, watching, in his suit... he didn't have a face, Victor!"

"Ok, ok, shhh!" Victor sat up and pulled his brother on his lap, "The doors are locked and closed. So are the windows, " he made him lean on his shoulder, "And I'm right here, ok," he rocked him the way he tended to when his brother was upset.

Logan didn't calm down much, which was weird, because normally that would have worked.

Victor gave him an odd look, "Ok, I'll stay up. We can both stay up. And we'll just sleep in the morning. How's that?"

Logan only nodded.

"Ok," Victor sighed and let his brother stay on his lap.

"I don't know why, but I can't go anywhere without feeling him," Logan sniffed, "At first I thought I was getting paranoid, but I just don't know..."

"Shhh, it's ok," Victor rubbed his back, "I know the paranoid feeling of being followed, trust me. Sometimes you even feel like you're being watched or followed when no one is there. I know. I just want you to calm down and relax. Don't even think about it."

Victor was trying to calm his brother mainly. He wasn't sure if he wanted attention or if he was on drugs again. Either way it sounded like his brother was talking about the boogeyman again. And he was way too old for that. But if he was on drugs he could expect a whipping later.

Logan shook his head. "I can't calm down! He's still here! Outside, somewhere...!"

"Hush. Just stop thinking about it."

Logan shook his head and went still for a little while. Then suddenly he stood and walked out of the room.

Victor watched him go and yawned. He figured he had to pee.

Logan came back in two hours and slumped on top of him.

Victor was half dead when he came back. When he noticed his brother he happily dove off into sleep. Jimmy needed more fiber.

Come the morning time Victor was still too exhausted to get up to make breakfast, leaving Colossus, the first up, to make it. And, with Victor sleeping into the afternoon, Colossus noticed Logan's odd look.

"Are you alright, my friend?"

Logan looked sideways. He hadn't slept much in the past few nights and that didn't help his edginess. "Yeah, why?"

"You don't look too well. Is something troubling you?"

Logan sighed. "I... it's nothing."

"Come now, tell Colossus what is bothering you," he sat next to him and rubbed his side.

Logan flinched and pulled away. "I think someone's following me."

"Why is this?"

"I... I've had this feeling the past couple of days. I can't sleep, I can't relax. Everywhere I go I can feel someone watching me. There are even some parts of my day that are missing completely from my memory. And last night..." Logan shuddered.

"What happened last night?'

"I saw him."

"Where?"

"Outside the house. He was wearing a suit, and he didn't have a face." Logan was silent for a few minutes.

"Are you sure you were not just seeing things in the night sky?"

"I'm sure," Logan growled, "I have enhanced senses. I can see in the dark."

"Perhaps you were tired though."

Logan gave him a death glare. "I'm not a kid, I know what I saw."

"I didn't say you were. But since it's day now how about we go out there and check?"

Logan glanced to Victor's room. "I don't know if that's a good idea..."

"I'll be with you. Don't worry I'll protect you if there is anyone." Col smiled.

Logan grumbled and looked away. "Fine."

Col smiled and allowed him to lead the way.

"Where are you guys going?" Scott rubbed his head.

"We're going to go find last night's mystery voyeur."

"Oh! I want to come! What's a voyeur?"

"Someone who watches," Piotr explained, "It's a title given to many peeping Toms.

"Oh... I have a headache."

"Here," Logan handed him some pills with the lable pulled off, "Painkillers."

"Why do you have those?" Col asked.

Logan shrugged. "I've been having headaches..."

"I thought they didn't work on you."

"I thought I'd try it. I started sensing it over here," he changed the subject and led them into the woods. Col followed him and shrugged it off. Scott stumbled around as he followed.

Soon they came to a clearing. Logan pointed off to a red tower. "There. He was next to that."

"What is that?'

Logan shrugged. "I saw it and explored, there's not much in there. It was as I was walking away that I felt it."

He went closer and looked around, "There is a broken ladder in here." Suddenly Logan whimpered. "What?" Col looked back at him.

Scott looked around. "Let's go back."

Col sighed and looked up. On top of the tower was an odd form. He stared at it for a minute.

Its face was pure white and the light shined brightly off of it. But it made Colossus feel cold when he looked at it. Suddenly the figured lunged down at him with quick speed.

"Augh!" He ran, grabbing Logan and Scott on the way. Logan literally shrieked when Col grabbed him and lost all sense of coherency.

The figure began chase, Piotr saw it and ran faster. It's face wasn't blank it had a mask with black lips and eye shadow. The clothes it was wearing wear all white, probably why the light gleamed off so much.

Colossus hurried back, not stopping until he got to the cabin. He closed the door and panted, "Did you two see that thing!"