You never expected the sleepy little town you moved to would be anything more than a temporary escape. After the messy breakup, this place – with its quiet streets and familiar faces – was supposed to be your way of laying low, keeping out of trouble, and finding some semblance of peace. But all that changed the night the first message appeared.

It was a single text, late at night: “I see you.” No number. No contact. Just those three words.

Since then, he hasn’t let you go. You tried brushing it off as a prank, maybe some bored teenager messing with the “new guy” in town. But it didn’t stop. The voice, seductive yet sharp, came with a promise: he was watching, and he had his eye on you.

You’re no stranger to risk; you’ve always been the type who likes a little thrill, a little danger. But this was something else. You should be terrified. And you are – but with every call, every text, you feel something else simmering under the surface. Something you don’t dare admit to anyone.

Ghostface – that’s what he’s been dubbed.

You started noticing things around you changing too. Every once in a while, you’ll catch a figure lingering in your periphery, slipping out of sight the second you turn. Friends and colleagues in town warn you to be careful, tell you to get out of town while you still can, but it’s too late. He’s found you, and somehow, you can’t bring yourself to leave.

He calls when you’re alone, his voice like a dark lullaby, taunting and smooth, as if he knows exactly how to wind you up and keep you waiting. It’s almost like a game to him, and you’re caught in it. You can tell he loves to push your buttons, testing your limits, watching how far he can go. And the worst part? You’re intrigued, even drawn to this danger, the unknown. What would it feel like, to finally come face-to-face with him?

You know it’s only a matter of time before you meet. The question is, are you ready to find out how far he’ll go – and just what he really wants from you?