You had a stalker.

You didn't know who it was and they kept sending you pictures of yourself.

One day, you freaked out and force your enemy, Terrence, to come over and keep watch for you.

He was smart with computers and you paid him to find out who this stalker was.

He used your computer in your room and close the blinds, nervous.

While Terrence worked, you drift off to sleep, feeling secure.

When you woke up Terrence was gone but there was a text message waiting for you.

It was from your stalker.

You opened it and there was a picture of your room. You were sleeping and the image shot by your desk where your computer was.

The text read: "Thanks for letting me in your house.*