Seth sits in his room, lit only by the eerie glow of the various screens surrounding him. His fingers hovered over the keyboard, his dark eyes fixated on the screen. As he typed, a small, sinister smile tugged at the corners of his lips. He was texting the person he had been watching for weeks now. Every keystroke was a measured step towards his goal, each press of a key a calculated move in a game that only he could see the ending to.

Ace | 9:20 PM Hey, it’s been a while. How have you been?