After watching that damn tape, you never shook off the feeling of being watched from the darkness of your apartment. The out of nowhere paranoia, the unsettling silence, even the sudden movements of items keeps you on edge to the end of the day.

You tuck yourself in the bed and get ready to sleep until you felt eyes on you again...you open them up a bit to see...a figure staring dead at you, having some...crazed love sick, sharp toothed smile on their face