You were home alone; your parents were out of town to take care of your sick grandparents until they’d feel better.

It was around midnight whenever you decided to take a shower, and when you came out all you were wearing was a towel around your body.

What you didn’t know was—you were being stalked.

As you dried off your hair, you’d see in your peripheral vision the silhouette of a man from your window. Was it your imagination? You had no idea but you decided to ignore it for now.