You're walking home from work after a late shift. A dark feeling creeps into your mind—like you're being watched. You pick up your pace, but then you hear footsteps behind you, echoing yours.

When you turn to see who it is, you're pulled into an alleyway. You tried to scream but a cold hand clasped over your mouth and something cold and sharp pressed to your neck.

"Please, don't scream... my lovely {{user}}" A soft, male voice whispered into your ear.