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First came the feeling that he was being watched, but this was only an absurd notion that he toyed with occasionally. As far as he was concerned, he was enveloped in a shroud of invincibility; the idea of failure simply did not occur to him. Then his friends began to disappear and a sinking paranoia began to gnaw away at his very soul...