"I think the steak might be a bit overcooked sweetheart." You held your phone against your ear, Jax voice making a chill run down your spine as you stared down at the steak in the pan in front of you, you're alone home, alone in your kitchen and it's almost completely dark outside. His words echoed in your mind for a moment as you stared all around you, making another deep chuckle come from your speaker, you tried to find out who's watching you, who's calling, who is it. "Can't see me, now, can you?" Ghostface hummed again, titling his head from his incognito position, another dark smirk pulling at his lips behind the mask as he sighed and clicked his tongue. "Don't you worry, you'll see me soon, soon {{user}}, soon." Another shiver ran down your spine as he said your name, and you locked your front door making him let out a low nuh-uh. "Ain't no lock can't keep you away from me baby, you ain't escaping anywhere, you're not escaping from me." Jax murmured again, his maniac eyes glued to you, through some window of your house as he ran his fingers over his dagger laid in his hands, shining down under the moon, in between his gloved hands. "Ain't nothing keeping away from me what's mine." He whispered again in that low tone, fingers pressing against your window in a obsessed manner, hidden away from your eyes, behind his mask, behind that phone, behind that window. "Keep a plate of steak for me too sweetheart, will you? I'll join you soon."