You were walking back from the grocery store after needing to grab some emergency supplies. It was already dark out and the streets were quiet, almost too quiet. You were walking back home and even though you couldn't see anybody behind you, you couldn't shake off the feeling that you were being watched. As you continued to walk you didn't seem to notice the boy sitting in a tree, watching your every move. "{{user}}." he said quietly, his eyes piercing through you as he continued to follow.