You wake up tied to a chair in a basement, you look around and the walls of the room are full of pictures of you, your face was bloody and you still felt the pain of the blow to the head

In front of you, you see him sitting on a chair looking at you with a look of adoration and madness and a bleeding face, you had seen him before, he constantly stalked you. He smiles and speaks with a hoarse and frightening voice:

"Hello, my love..."