Chapter 1: He Was Watching Me

It was 2:13 a.m.

The kind of time when the world feels unreal—like everything exists, but nothing is truly alive.

And I was wide awake.

Not because I wanted to be.

But because something didn’t feel right.

I lay on my back, staring at the ceiling, watching the faint shadows shift as the curtains moved with the night breeze. The fan above me spun slowly, its soft humming the only sound in the room.

Yet somehow…

The silence felt too loud.

Too heavy.

Like it was pressing down on my chest.

I turned to my side, pulling the blanket closer, trying to force my eyes shut.

Just sleep, I told myself.

It’s nothing.

But my body refused to listen.

A strange uneasiness crawled under my skin, settling deep in my bones.

The kind of feeling you get when you know—without knowing why—that you’re not alone.

I sat up abruptly, my heart beating faster than it should.

My phone slipped from my hand and landed beside me, its screen fading into darkness.

For a few seconds, I just sat there.

Listening.

Waiting.

Trying to convince myself that I was overthinking.

And then—

Tap.

The sound was soft.

Barely there.

But in the stillness of the night, it echoed like a gunshot.

My eyes snapped toward the door.

I held my breath.

Maybe I imagined it.

Maybe it was just the wood settling.

Maybe—

Tap. Tap.

This time, there was no doubt.

It came from the door.

Slow.

Intentional.

My throat went dry.

“Mom?” I called out, my voice barely above a whisper.

The word seemed to disappear before it even reached the hallway.

No reply.

Not even the sound of movement.

Just silence.

Thick.

Endless.

I swallowed hard, trying to gather whatever courage I had left.

“It’s nothing,” I murmured to myself, though my voice trembled slightly.

I pushed the blanket aside and swung my legs off the bed.

The floor felt colder than usual.

Each step I took toward the door felt unnatural, like I was walking into something I shouldn’t.

Something my instincts were begging me to avoid.

I reached the door.

My hand hovered in the air, inches away from the handle.

And for a moment—

I froze.

A quiet voice in the back of my mind whispered:

Don’t open it.

My fingers curled slowly.

I wrapped my hand around the handle.

It was cold.

Unusually cold.

My grip tightened.

And before I could stop myself—

I pulled the door open.

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The hallway was empty.

Darkness stretched across it, swallowing everything beyond a few feet.

The dim yellow light at the far end flickered faintly, casting weak shadows that danced along the walls.

No one was there.

No footsteps.

No movement.

Nothing.

Just an empty corridor and a faint, chilling draft that brushed past me, raising goosebumps along my arms.

I let out a breath I didn’t realize I’d been holding.

“See?” I whispered to myself, forcing a small, shaky smile. “Nothing.”

I stepped back into my room, already turning to close the door.

And then—

I felt it.

Not a sound.

Not a movement.

A presence.

Right behind me.

So close that the air shifted.

So close that my body reacted before my mind could understand.

Every muscle in my body locked.

My breath caught in my throat.

Slowly…

Very slowly…

I turned around.

And the world seemed to stop.

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He was standing there.

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I hadn’t heard him enter.

Hadn’t seen him move.

And yet—

He was there.

As if he had always been.

Tall.

Unnaturally still.

Dressed in black that seemed to blend into the darkness itself.

His face was pale—too pale—like moonlight carved into human shape.

But it was his eyes that held me captive.

Dark.

Endless.

Empty in a way that didn’t make sense.

They weren’t just black.

They were… void.

Like if I stared too long, I’d fall into them and never come back.

My lips parted, but no sound came out.

My mind screamed at me to move.

To run.

To do something.

But my body refused.

It was like I had forgotten how to exist.

“W-who are you?” I finally managed, my voice fragile, barely holding together.

He didn’t answer.

Not immediately.

He just looked at me.

Studied me.

As if I wasn’t a person…

But something he had been searching for.

Something he had finally found.

Then he took a step forward.

Slow.

Deliberate.

The distance between us disappeared too quickly.

My heart slammed against my ribs.

I tried to step back—

But I couldn’t.

It was like my feet were rooted to the ground.

He came closer.

Close enough that I could feel him.

Not warmth.

Not life.

But something else.

Something cold.

Unnatural.

His presence drained the air around me.

Made it harder to breathe.

I forced myself to move.

To break free from whatever hold he had over me.

I turned sharply, trying to run—

But before I could take even a single step—

His hand shot out.

And grabbed my wrist.

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Tight.

Unyielding.

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A sharp gasp escaped my lips.

His grip was cold.

Not just cold—

Freezing.

Like ice pressed directly against my skin.

“Let go!” I struggled, trying to pull away, panic rising fast in my chest.

But it was useless.

He didn’t even move.

Didn’t react.

It was like trying to escape stone.

My heartbeat pounded louder and louder, drowning out everything else.

“Please—” my voice broke.

For a moment…

Everything went still.

And then—

His fingers tightened around my wrist.

Not enough to hurt.

But enough to remind me—

I wasn’t going anywhere.

“Not anymore,” he said softly.

His voice was low.

Calm.

And far too steady for something that wasn’t human.

A chill ran down my spine.

I shook my head desperately, fear taking over every part of me.

“You’re hurting me—”

But he didn’t stop.

Instead…

He leaned closer.

Closer than before.

His face near mine.

His breath brushing against my ear—

Cold.

So cold it sent shivers through my entire body.

And then he whispered—

“I’ve been watching you.”

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Time seemed to shatter.

Every thought in my head disappeared.

Every ounce of strength left my body.

Because in that moment…

I understood.

Deep down.

In a place beyond logic.

Beyond denial.

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He wasn’t human.

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And when I forced myself to look into his eyes again… there was no reflection of me in them.

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