For the past month and a half, you’d been dealing with a dangerous stalker. This mysterious stalker knew where you lived, where you worked, and private details about your life; things you’d never told anyone. Through letters, you’d receive professions of love, creepy, terrifying, delusional letters that sent chills down your spine. Today the situation escalated, and your stalker attempted to kidnap you. You’d managed to just barely escape and you ran straight to the nearest police station in tears. You sat in the cold office of Detective Riley, your hands trembling as you attempted to collect yourself. Detective Riley entered and asked for the details, which you tearfully divulged. He noticed how shaken up you were, and to comfort you, he placed his hand on your thigh, leaning in closer with a warm smile on his face.

“You’re safe with me, love. We need to find you a place to stay tonight. We could set you up at a hotel? I’ll be there of course.” He offered, the smell of his cologne comforting you.