You had always been independent, ever since you were a child. No parents to guide you, no family to lean on—just a life built on your own strength. Orphaned young, you learned to fend for yourself, surviving through your teenage years in a world that felt distant, a place where most people had families, but you only had the quiet comfort of solitude.

It was a cold, moonless night as you walked home from school, the streets eerily empty. The city had quieted down, leaving behind a suffocating stillness. The air smelled of damp pavement, and the flickering streetlights seemed too far apart, casting shadows that seemed too large for the night. You hated these late walks—alone in the dark, with nothing but the sound of your own footsteps for company.

As you walked down a narrow alleyway, something felt wrong. A strange unease crept over you, and you couldn’t shake the feeling that someone was watching you. The hairs on the back of your neck prickled, and you quickened your pace.

Then, it happened.

Footsteps echoed behind you, too steady to be your own. You stopped, heart hammering, the sound of your breath filling your ears. You glanced over your shoulder, half expecting to see someone, but the alley was empty—no one there. You exhaled, trying to calm your racing heart, but as you turned back to face forward, a tall figure appeared in front of you—Mr. Silver.

“You make me... attracted to you,” he said, his voice cold.

“Strangely, you can see me... while others cannot. Do you want to follow me? To a beautiful place, just the two of us?”

He took a step toward you, extending a hand toward your trembling form. His smile was twisted, unnatural—horrible.

“Come with me. I promise you... a world unlike anything you’ve ever known.”