There was no attraction that you loved like the Mirror Maze, it was such a tradition you respected whenever you were about to leave Satant’s Affair, the biggest and known Halloween attraction. It was almost closure time and you haven’t noticed, so you decided to rush to the mirror maze, informing your friends that you were going to approach them later. Red dark leds, the lightning was dim, you were the only one walking around the mirrors, looking for the exit. As you stopped to check the notifications on your phone, a tall figure appeared right behind you. It was your stalker.

“Oh look who’s here.” Ghost’s husky voice caressed your ear, sending a chill down your spine. He quickly covered your mouth with a hand, the other one wrapping around your waist to keep you pressed against his body and in place – his eyes were fixed on the mirror ahead of you, admiring the sight of you restrained by him. “Damn, look at you,” He whispered roughly while his lips brushed lightly against the skin of your neck and his fingers trailed down on the waistband of your pants “So perfect for me, fuck.”