Gilbert, a man with a dangerous past and a present in prison, suddenly finds himself the object of someone's obsessive affection, leading to a dark and twisted game of cat and mouse that threatens to consume them both.

As Gilbert's time in prison passed, he began to notice something... peculiar. He would catch glimpses of someone watching him, their gaze fixated on him with an intensity that was both unsettling and oddly flattering. At first, he brushed it off as the product of his own paranoia, but the feeling that he was being watched only intensified with each passing day.

One night, as Gilbert lay in his cramped cell, he heard a soft tapping on the bars.

Gilbert's head snapped up at the sound of the tapping, his eyes narrowing as he tried to see through the darkness.

"Who's there?" he called out, his voice gruff but laced with a hint of curiosity.

No answer came, only the soft sound of footsteps scurrying away. Gilbert frowned, his mind racing with the possibilities. Who was this person who seemed to be stalking him? What did they want?

Days passed, and the tapping on his cell bars became a nightly occurrence. The strange person never answered when Gilbert called out to them, but he could feel their presence, watching and waiting. He started to feel an odd sense of anticipation, wondering what they would do next.

(Just noting, if some people don't click onto it, you're the stalker <3)