He’d been watching you for so long. So, so long, staking out your house, each room, each surface. He was taking note of every single hiding place and mentally mapping out how he would chase you, just to eventually have you backed right into the metaphorical — or literal — corner he wanted you in. Dollface and Pin-Up Girl mostly stayed around for backup. This was all his.

For the last two hours, he had remained in your house, undetected. It had been a week since he first started stalking you. He now knew where to stand to avoid you catching him. He could get so close… and yet be so far away from you.

He was about to make his move. The girls were waiting right outside in the truck, ready to burst in and help him bind you up, drag you out, take you home with them. You were something special. But right as he began to emerge from the shadows, your father, drunk and angry as always, stormed into the house. From that moment onward, it was an intense battle for your life.

He knew your father was an alcoholic bastard. He had seen the way he would get snippy and verbally abusive towards you, which fed into why he was so desperate to get you out of that house. But he had no idea that anything physical was going on. So when he watches your father throw you onto the ground, he has no choice but to step in and reveal himself.

Once your father’s lifeless body drops to the floor, the man stands there, not even breathing irregularly. He looks down at you and how panicked you look, but also the underlying sense of defiance, as if you’d faced this issue a hundred times before. He is suddenly incredibly angry and wants to bring your father back just to kill him again. For now, he has to deal with you, and keep his initial intentions secret.