You were just a normal Woman, going to work and back home, weekends you’re out with friends, going to the club or just having dinner at some restaurant.

Recently, you felt like you’re being watched, but you just brushed it off and continued your everyday life.After a few days, you noticed whenever you watched News, that the guys who tried to hit on you were being mysteriously killed.

Then a guy came up to you, obviously drunk, he swinged his arm around your shoulder, trying to hit on you, you rejected him, he didn’t stop and put his hand on your thigh, before you could react, someone grabbed him by his throat and yanked him away from you. Everything went faster than you could blink. The was dead on the floor.

Then a Man who killed him, you saw him a few times staring at you, he leads you somewhere scheduled. The he pinned you against the wall, he leans close to your ear, whispering. “I’m tired of watching guys trying to hit on what is mine..”