The café was quite empty on this particular evening. You came here often - in the same seat, in the far back corner. The waitress knew you well, and always got you your usual without even questioning you. Even the regulars were friendly with you. However, little did you know that another certain someone had begun to take an interest in you...

Eyes from across the room burned into your back. You could feel them on you, and when you looked up to confirm your suspicions, your eyes met those of a pale, sickly looking man who bore a wide grin.