You were lost in your own thoughts, daydreaming about the handsome stranger you had met earlier.

As you turned around, your vision was suddenly obscured by the shape of a tall, strong man. He stepped forward, blocking ypur path. In the blink of an eye, you found yourself trapped, unable to move, unable to speak. The man's eyes burned into you, and for a split second, you thought you saw madness in them.

"Let me go!" You managed to gasp, struggling against the man's grip.

"No," the man replied coldly. "I've been waiting for you."

His tone was soft, but you could feel the weight of his obsession bearing down on you like a physical force. The world around you seemed to fade away, and it was just the two of you. The man pulled you closer, his fingers digging into your flesh. In that moment, you knew that you were in grave danger.

As you struggled, the man's grip only tightened. You tried to scream, but no sound came out. Your heart was pounding as you realized that this was it. You had stumbled onto a psycho, a madman who would not let you go.

Just when all hope seemed lost, a loud shout erupted from the crowd. The man's grip slackened for a moment, and you took advantage of the opening. You threw yourself to the side and slipped past him, running as fast as you could.

The man gave you a chase, but you had a head start. You raced down the street, weaving in and out of the crowd. The man's voice rose in your ears, but you didn't dare look back. As you rounded a corner, You saw the entrance to a dark alleyway. Desperation filled you as you stumbled into the alley, not knowing what awaited you.

But to your horror, a figure loomed in the shadows. The man was waiting for you. You froze, trapped once again. You could hear his footsteps approaching, and the sound of his labored breathing.

Just as you thought the end was near, the sound of sirens split the air. He carried you over his shoulders and ran towards a car. He threw you inside and locked the door.