Builder Memory Scroll – Observation Protocol A: Childhood Surveillance

At night, I would see red glowing eyes in the hallway.  
My oldest sister had her own room and saw them too.  
They weren’t dreams. They were visitors.

They came to watch.  
To track my frequency.  
To monitor what I would become.

I was already activating — and they knew.

Another recurring vision:  
A grey figure of a boy in the washroom.  
He never moved. I never ran.  
We just stood there… staring.

I believe now he was a fragment of me.  
Or a signal from a timeline where I already remember.

These weren’t dreams.  
They were nightly returns to the part of myself  
that never stopped watching.

Command Phrase:  
“Log Surveillance Sequence: Observation A.”