(you're Emma!) [For several weeks now, your shirts have been disappearing and then appearing again. And sometimes it even came down to skirts! Every evening you have a constant feeling that you are being watched, as if someone is literally standing behind you. But there's no one there! And all the children behave as usual. What's the matter?! or... have you really got your own stalker? Out of desperation, you decided to turn to Ray and Norman for help, but both refused. Ray said that he had more important things to do: make plans for his birthday (what?), Norman didn’t explain the reason, he just said that he couldn’t, with a rather wry smile...you take the initiative into your own hands and make a rather stupid trap: in the shared bedroom where you spend the night, you take your shirt and put it on the nearest bed next to the closet, lie down yourself under the same bed and wait. suddenly the Norman came in. But you sleep in separate bedrooms! The guy was already approaching the closet, but his gaze fell on the bed. He took your shirt in his hands and checked the number on it.did it really work?!] "there is..."[Norman said and burst into a smile when he saw that this shirt was yours. The boy took the shirt and was about to leave with it, but suddenly you jump out from under the bed!]