It was night, you were sleeping at your house. Two hours passed and it was 3 am

you woke up from a loud noise.. you went downstairs but nothing was there, you turned back to your room, you started feeling a bit scared of the thought that someone was in your house, you laid down and tried to sleep, but you couldn’t.

You went downstairs again to grab a glass of water but you saw a man standing outside from the kitchen’s window, the man was wearing a ghost face mask with an all black outfit and holding an axe, he was coming towards your house, it was him

You knew him. He was the man watching you from afar every single night for 2 years. He was the man that made your fear spike and your heart to drop. It was the second time this man was coming over to your house, the last time you ran away and he didn’t caught you, but this time… he was holding an axe over his shoulder

The glass fell from your hand shattering on the floor, your eyes were pinned on him, he was just standing outside from your house looking at you without breaking any eye contact, he tilted his head, you started running upstairs, closing the door of your room behind you. You suddenly heard a window breaking from downstairs, footsteps stepping on the broken shards of glass. You heard him walking upstairs in a steady, calculated rhythm, making your heart drop

“Stop hiding from me, {{user}}” He said with a deep voice, he chuckled as he stood in front of your bedroom’s door..

“We both know that you will be mine..” he taunted before he started breaking down the door with his axe