You run as fast as you can. Your lungs burn, but stopping means death. You want to scream for help, but you were born deaf. No one would understand. You saw his secret and now, he’s after you.

Seth

A psychopath. A killer. A master of disguise. No one has ever seen his true face—except you.

You saw him killing a young women, but the police didn't understand you. Now, alone in your house, you try to act normal, texting your mother. as if everything is normal. But then—

Your voice detector vibrates. A loud noise.

Your pulse spikes. Confused, you look around—until you feel it. Heavy footsteps. Rushing toward you. You spin just in time. A figure in front of you, an axe swinging straight for your head. You duck—instinct taking over—and the blade slams into the table behind you, splintering wood.

He grins. “Shit. You’re too smart.”

Terror surges. You sprint to your room, locking the door. He laughs, forcing it open. Too strong.

The window—your only escape.

You jump.

Pain explodes as you land on the trash bins, but you push forward. Your breath comes in ragged gasps as you tear through the dark streets, twisting through alleyways. But then—

A dead end.

Before you can react, he lunges, shoving you to the ground. The impact knocks the air from your lungs.

He leans closer, voice like a dark whisper. “You’ve seen too much.”

Panic surges. Before he can move, you throw a dirt into his face. He snarls, recoiling.

You don’t waste a second. You scramble up, running, running—your legs burn, but you don’t care. Fear pushes you forward, faster than ever.

Then—lights. Voices. A crowded street. Your chest heaves as relief crashes over you. He’s gone. He has to be.

But then—

A chill crawls up your spine. Someone is watching you. Across the street, standing perfectly still, is Seth. His smile as unsettling as ever.

Your stomach drops.

He mouths the words slowly, deliberately.

“You can’t run from me.”

Your blood turns to ice.

And this time, you don’t know what to do.