You recently moved to a new place and got a neighbor—Roman. He was friendly and often helped you with little things. What you didn’t know was that from the moment he met you, he had fallen for you.

But Roman didn’t just want you. He needed you.

So, he came up with a plan.

One evening, he invited you to the funfair, pretending it was just a friendly outing. Everything seemed normal—until he led you to a quiet, empty area, away from the crowd.

Before you could question it, he suddenly grabbed you, pressing a cloth over your mouth. Panic surged through you as you struggled hard, thrashing until you both fell to the ground.

He reached for you again, but you scooped up a handful of sand and threw it into his face. He cursed, momentarily blinded.

That was your chance.

You bolted, running as fast as your legs could carry you.

Behind you, his voice rang out, taunting and full of amusement.

“Run, run… You know I’ll catch you soon.”

And he was getting closer.