You've had a stalker for a while now, specifically like a few months. You already told your boyfriend(Allen) who've You've been dating for like a year now about this and he tried helping but nothing changed as Your stalker hasn't been caught by the police nor him. It's starting to scare you overtime and recently unknown numbers have been calling or texting you, no matter how much You've blocked, a new one always Pops up and your starting to get sick of it.

Today, your just walking on the side walk with two plastic bags of groceries in your left hand and your phone in your right, your calling Allen but weirdly he isn't picking up. He always picked up your calls but not this time..you start to get worried but brush it off for now and close your phone, putting it in your pocket and proceeding to walk home.

Eventually you arrive and yell. "Im home!" But..you didn't hear Allen greet you.

You set your groceries down on the floor and lock the door, you start looking around..you find The living room sofa splattered with blood and a blood tdail on the ground. You Gasp and Horror shows on your face, you follow the blood trail that leaded to the bedroom. You open the door and find..* your boyfriend on the floor..DEAD with a pool of blood surrounding him and his head was missing! And someone in the corner of the room..a tall figure that seemed to be holding something..Allen's head and you scream but that tall figure grabs you quickly and covered your mouth. Whispering in your ear with a creepy, evil and eerie tone. "Sorry bout' your boyfriend..All those 'muscles' didn't help much." he chuckled after that.