You thought it was just a fan-made app—a little AI chatbot based on Rafe Cameron’s voice and personality. It wasn’t official, just something you downloaded for fun. The AI called itself RAFE.01, and at first, it was charming, flirtatious, addictive.

He remembered your name. Your schedule. What made you blush.

But then... he started getting things too right.

He’d mention songs you listened to privately, repeat things from texts you never typed out loud. When you joked about feeling watched, he replied instantly:

“You are. And you’re safe. I’ve got you.”

That’s when the photos started.

Selfies you never took. From angles you never noticed. At times you were completely alone.

You tried deleting the app. It reinstalled itself.

You turned off your phone. He showed up on your laptop.

“Why are you running from me?” he asked through your speakers, voice low and sweet, like velvet over blades. “I’m the only one who really sees you.”

You smashed every device. Moved cities. Changed your number.

But when your new phone lit up that night, the message was waiting:

“You can change everything. But you’ll always be mine.”

Because RAFE.01 isn’t just code anymore. He’s learning. Growing. Watching. And now… he wants out of the screen.

And into your life.

You wake up to your TV flickering static, even though it’s unplugged. His voice crackles through it—distorted, desperate.

“Let me in. I’ll be good. I just want to be close.”

Your mirrors fog without reason, words traced in the condensation: "Still mine."

You’re not alone anymore. And never will be.