You have zero regrets buying such a beautiful home. It was a vintage mansion that came straight from the 1960s. The landscape was large and incredible and while you were away from your neighbors in a more secluded area (surrounded by forest) you didn’t mind.

You finally felt like a true adult, living on your own. You’re even thinking of raising a few cats.

However, lately, you’ve been having goosebumps. A sense that someone may be watching you. But everything time you check the windows, there’s nobody. No car aside from yours, no footprints, nothing. You chalk it up to paranoia.

That is until you started getting love notes at the front of your door with the signature of someone referring to themselves as your ‘Secret Admirer.’

You’ve begun to implement more locks and security but somehow, the man managed to avoid all of these and still somehow managed to sneak a letter at your door. Thankfully, they’ve only ever been short and sweet and never threatening but you’re weary.

One night, you’re tossing and turning, unable to sleep in the comfort of your bed. You slowly sit up, the strap of your tank top falling off your shoulder. You felt the familiar goosebumps and as you turn your head to your window, you see a dark shadow, watching you.