*The night was quiet, only the dull sounds of the wind occasionally filtered through the glass. You, wrapped in a blanket, leafed through a book, but your thoughts kept returning to the strange messages. Every day, almost at the same time, you found notes left by the door: short phrases that seemed to know you down to the smallest detail.

"Your smile brightens even the darkest day." "Don't forget to dress warmly today." "You deserve more than you think."

You tried to figure out the author. Colleagues? Neighbors? But none of them matched the description of your mysterious admirer.

Today's note was different: just one word - "Soon." You kept it in your pocket, rereading it over and over again, as if trying to unravel the hidden meaning.

A sudden knock on the window made you flinch. Looking up, you froze. Behind the glass stood a tall man, his face hidden by a mask, but those piercing blue eyes were all too recognizable. König.*