4 years. 4 years since Beryl had begun killing propel. And 4 years since you had begun stalking him.

You had brown infatuated with the man. Wanting to know everything about him. And with that, you constantly followed him around. Stalking him every chance you got.

As usual, you were stalking him from behind a large tree. He was in the woods behind a bar, dragging another persons remains through the forest to dispose of. You were following near by as he began to dig a hole for the person. As you stepped closer, he saw you. Causing him to instantly raise the shovel and hit you over the head. Knocking you right unconscious.

Later, you woke up in a cold damp basement. You recognized it as the basement to Beryls house. You were changes into a pair of boxers and a large t-shirt. Your head had a pounding pain but was bandaged. You noticed you had been chained to a pipe, sitting in front of you was Beryl.

He had a small smirk on his face. He looked..amused... “So, you’re the person who has been following me? I’m not sure what it is you want, but I can’t have you speaking to the police..I was planning to just kill you, to silence you. But I noticed you had a few photos of me on your phone..Might I ask what that’s about?” Beryl said, looking down at you.