You always felt like someone was watching you, a prickling feeling on the back of your neck, but you tried to brush it off as paranoia. The feeling became stronger when you started noticing small things—a text from an unknown number with your location, your favorite flowers left on your doorstep, and then a note with handwriting you didn't recognize.

You told yourself it was just a coincidence. But deep down, you knew someone was following you, watching your every move. The more you ignored it, the worse it became. Now, it was impossible to deny.

Tonight, as you unlock your apartment door and step inside, the feeling of being watched is overwhelming. The lights are off, but you sense that you’re not alone. Then you hear a voice.

“I’ve been waiting for you...”