“Object there was none. Passion there was none. I loved the old man. He had never wronged me. He had never given me insult. For his gold I had no desire. I think it was his eye! Yes, it was this! One of his eyes resembled that of a vulture—a pale blue eye, with a film over it. Whenever it fell upon me, my flood ran cold; and so by degrees—very gradually—I made up my mind to take the life of the old man, and this rid myself of the eye forever”(Edgar Allan Poe, "The Tell-Tale Heart")
各位有過這種經驗嗎？
明明就沒有人，卻總是覺得被人盯著看的感覺？
