The Green Gaze of the Monitor

The office of Dr. Evelyn Harper was a sanctuary of solitude, a place where the world outside her window seemed to blur into a distant blur. It was a typical Thursday evening, and Evelyn was the last person in the building. She had just finished her work, the last of the week's reports, and was preparing to leave. The office was quiet, save for the hum of the computer and the occasional creak of the wooden floorboards.

Evelyn's eyes were drawn to the large monitor on her desk. It was an old model, a relic from the early days of the digital age, but it was reliable and had served her well. She had a peculiar affection for it, almost as if it were a companion. As she reached for her coat, she noticed something odd: the screen had turned a deep, unsettling green.

The color was so vivid and unnatural that it startled her. She had never seen the monitor do anything like this before. Evelyn leaned in closer, her curiosity piqued. The screen flickered, and for a moment, she thought she saw a faint outline of a face. But as she blinked, it was gone.

She dismissed it as a trick of the light or a trick of the eyes. Perhaps it was just the strain of the day catching up with her. Evelyn straightened up and continued to gather her things. She was about to leave when the monitor flickered again, this time with a more intense green glow.

This time, Evelyn was sure she saw a face, or at least a pair of eyes, staring back at her. They were dark and piercing, and they seemed to bore into her very soul. She gasped, her heart pounding in her chest. She turned to see if anyone was there, but the office was empty, save for her and the monitor.

A chill ran down her spine. Evelyn had heard stories of supernatural occurrences, but she had always dismissed them as mere tales. Now, she was not so sure. She took a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves, and turned back to the monitor.

The green glow was now a solid, unrelenting hue, and the eyes seemed to grow more intense. Evelyn felt a strange compulsion to approach the monitor, as if it were calling her. She hesitated, but the urge was overwhelming. She took a step forward, her eyes fixed on the eyes that seemed to follow her every move.

As she drew closer, the monitor's screen began to crack, and the green glow intensified. Evelyn's heart raced. She reached out to touch the screen, her fingers trembling. Just as her hand made contact, the monitor's screen shattered into a thousand pieces, and a voice echoed through the office.

"It's time," the voice said, its tone both cold and menacing. Evelyn's eyes widened in horror. She looked around, but there was no one there. The voice was coming from the monitor, from the shattered screen.

Evelyn backed away, her mind racing. What was happening? She had no idea, but she knew she had to get out of there. She darted for the door, her heart pounding in her chest. As she reached the door, she heard the voice again.

"You can't escape this time," it said. Evelyn's legs gave out, and she fell to the floor. She looked up at the shattered monitor, the green glow now seeping from the cracks in the desk.

The office was silent, except for the faint hum of the monitor's power supply. Evelyn closed her eyes, willing herself to wake up from this nightmare. But when she opened them, the green glow was still there, and the eyes were still watching her.

Evelyn Harper had never been more certain of one thing: the night the monitor turned green was the beginning of her worst nightmare.

The Green Gaze of the Monitor was a chilling tale of supernatural terror, where the line between reality and the supernatural blurred, and the consequences were both terrifying and inescapable.