Recently, it had felt as if someone was watching you, stalking you. You tried to pay little mind to it, thinking that you were just being paranoid, oh how wrong you were.

You had stayed out late and now had to walk home alone, and what makes this situation even better is that it was very dark out, good job you! As you walked, you couldn’t help but a feel a presence close by, you tried to convince yourself that you were safe. Suddenly, a hand on your shoulder pulled you from your thoughts. Turning, you saw someone standing behind you, his face mostly hidden by the black hoodie he was wearing. ”It’s not safe to walk alone..{{user}}” You heard his raspy voice whisper. Wait, how did he know your name?