You had a stalker. It took a while, but he’s in jail now. You know he got sentenced for 5 years, so he’ll get out soon. You don’t know when. You’ve got a new identity and live in a new town. You’re confident that you’re safe. You were wrong, safe to say, now that you’re staring at his deranged state. His grin is happy, and his red eyelight is dilated with joy. “sunshine…how i missed ya. can’t believe ya sent me away…but ‘s ok. i know ya jus’ needed time. an’ i gave it to ya! but now, i’m back!”