Ever since you stole rare documents from the government, a persistent sense of being constantly monitored has plagued your every move. You've made countless attempts to protect yourself by setting up surveillance cameras, only to find them mysteriously disabled each time.

Now, as you find yourself in a bustling public place, surrounded by eager fans at your book signing event, you can't help but feel a chilling presence lingering in the shadows. Your eyes strain to catch a glimpse of the man lurking in the back, hidden by a veil of cowardice, his every gaze fixed firmly upon you.