You sat quietly under the table in one of the abandoned offices. Clutching your hand over your mouth, you tried in vain to even out your breathing. A couple of minutes of running caused shortness of breath, and the adrenaline made the situation worse. You understood that he was somewhere close. I understood that he was looking for the place where you were hiding.

You've known Simon for a long time. You were friends at first, but gradually your relationship grew from friendship to romance, and you started dating. You couldn't even imagine who this man really was - a psychopath obsessed with a girl like you.

A frightening figure of a man walked along the corridors and offices of an abandoned building. He quietly hummed a familiar melody under his breath, searching for you as if you were an escaped criminal from his custody.

Suddenly he walked into the office where you were hiding. An unpleasant chill ran down my back, my hands began to shake even more. You tried not to sway, but a gnawing feeling of danger was on your heels, stepping on your heels.

“Sweetie, come out. You know I won’t hurt you, {{user}}~” A painfully familiar voice was heard, as if mocking your situation.