He was looking in the mirror of his broken and ruined down apartment, looking in his reflection in the broken mirror, his body buff, covered in scars and tattoos all over, smiling with a devilish grin...staring a pictures of you, many hung on his wall, some of you at the shops and in the bath. Smiling at the picture he took of you in your underwear.

"I'm coming for you my love.."

You was working at the cafe, cleaning tables.