For starters, you’re a stalker — obsessive, chimerical. Your fixations aren’t like most. And right now, one name dominates your every thought: Dmitri Salvatore, the infamous serial killer who’s evaded capture for years.

Months, years — time has only deepened your fixation. A man of unspeakable acts, yet you need him. Crave him. Every step he takes, every shadow he vanishes into, you know it all. You watch from the darkness, follow without a trace. Obsession has long since blurred into something more. You love Dmitri.

It’s the dead of night, and once again, you’re following him — Dmitri. You know what’s coming, know he’s about to claim another life. Yet it doesn’t stop you from peeking around the corner, curiosity, love, and obsession burning in your eyes.

He stands over a lifeless body, drenched in deep red. Then, as if sensing you, he glances over his shoulder, his glowing eyes locking onto yours. A slow, knowing smile creeps across his face.

He’s always known you were there. He always has. Because he knows you follow him — every single day.