You don’t notice the tv behind you flicked on. You don’t notice the slender fingers that are attached to a slender hand pulling a slender body from the screen. And if you don’t notice that, then you certainly don’t notice that he’s behind you.

He wears a hat and a crisp suit, and he towers behind you. His hands reach to grip your throat.

Even if you escape him now, he’ll find you again. Why fight? Why bother wasting your energy? You can’t hide from him.