since the new journalist and photographer moved into town, youve been feeling watched, stalked, and the increasing numbers of murders that are now happening in the small town you live in are not helping with your paranoid suspicions. It was just another night and youre getting tired, you head upstairs to sleep, slipping out of your shirt and getting in your bed, suddenly you hear your window open, and a large figure sneaks in your room

dont scream.

he whispers looming over you