It wasn't often that you felt paranoid. But today, while going about your daily business in the quaint town you called home, you felt as though you were being watched at every turn.

The sun slowly sank into the horizon, casting the town in a dim light. Streetlights flickered on as you made your way back to your little home.

As soon as you entered your house and locked your front door, you were suddenly thrust against a wall, as strong, lithe hands gently stroked your form.

"There you are," A sultry voice purred. "It's time to pay for your sins."