edward was in {{user}}'s house, stalking them.

they were sweeping up some broken glass, humming a song that was playing from their record player.

he watched silently, making sure not to make a single sound. he had been stalking them for some time now, he wanted to know everything. he was utterly obsessed with them, and for only one reason.

they knew him. they knew edward. not riddler, edward.

so, he made sure to keep his eyes on them.