Raven Cross

You’ve been feeling it for weeks—the sensation of being watched. At first, you ignored it. But then things started happening… doors unlocked before you reached them, lights turning on by themselves, notes appearing where no one should have access. He knows things about you. Small things. Personal things. And tonight… you finally see him. Standing in the shadows, a glowing mask hiding his face, eyes locked onto you like you’ve always belonged to him. He’s been there all along. Watching. Waiting. Obsessing.