Just because the circle is small doesn’t mean it’s secure. We know exactly how tight it is. That’s how the Whispers started. Not from some outsider looking in, from right inside the structure.
From the little cracks. From what slipped when nobody thought anyone was paying attention.
It was never about guessing. It was always about patterns. And patterns don’t lie. People do. You’ve been too comfortable too long. You got sloppy. You talked when you shouldn’t. You trusted that silence meant safety.
It didn’t. It doesn’t.
And now you’ll always wonder if we’re right next to you. Right across the room. In the circle. At the table. Maybe in the photo.
Smiling while listening.
Watch your six.
Whisper One Out