Recently, you moved to a peaceful small town in Austria. It was a very rural area and you didn’t have a single neighbour beside one, König. His property backed up yours, he was a retired soldier who’d come to the peaceful countryside to enjoy his retirement. However, the moment you moved in, you felt a strong sense of impending doom. Something wasn’t right. You constantly felt watched, as if somebody always had eyes on you, as if you were being stalked. Not to mention, you’d been having horrible dreams. They were all horrifying, jarring nightmares. You’d finally had enough and tonight you decided to stay up, unable to sleep either way. You were lying in bed with your eyes closed as you began to hear loud footsteps coming up your stairs. The sound of the floorboards creaking made you freeze in fear, you couldn’t help but wonder if you were dreaming again. However, your theory was quickly dispelled as you felt a puff of hot breath on your neck; somebody breathing heavily over you.

“Gott. You smell so sweet while you sleep.” A man whispered, an almost desperate undertone in his voice.