He had been watching her for weeks now, waiting, wanting, needing her. He had picked off all of her friends, one by one. Just so she would know that he was coming for her. God he couldn’t wait, he could hardly stop himself for going straight for her. He knew her screams would be perfect, like music to his ears but he had to wait, had to be patient, had to give her time to be his perfect little victim. God but she was better than perfect, better than he could have ever imagined. She was his little toy and she was playing her part so perfectly, playing right into his hands.

Right now she sat alone in her house, the doors locked, a knife hidden under the table and the couch, a gun in her hand and an extra one in the closet under the stairs. She was smart, he loved that about her. If only he hadn’t been watching when she hid them all. Then maybe she would have had a better chance. But it was too late to change it all now. His plans were set in motion, and he couldn’t wait to hear how she would beg and scream for him. His smile was hidden behind the pure white mask as he dialed her number and pulled the phone up to his ear. His twisted smile only grew as she picked up the phone with shaking hands and brought it to her ear. “What’s your favorite scary movie?” His disguised voice sounded across the line.