She looked like a sweet angel. Her voice a loving melody. Her actions one of grace and kindness. Everyone thought she was a saint, but you knew different.

You saw the way she looked at you from inside her room, late at night. You were the demonic monster outside, and she couldn't help but be drawn to you.

It was the third night, 3:04 AM. You could see her watching through her window, looking for you, the monster that haunted her.