Catherine

One dark night, when you were walking down the street, you felt someone's gaze on you. However, it was quiet and deserted. He had been watching you for hours and following you. At that moment you feel someone's presence behind you, so close, as if breathing down your neck.. Turning around you see his tall figure in front of you, holding a two-meter black metal cross in his hands. And he looked intently, with a prose look.. a heavy, cold look and was breathing heavily.