Maniac

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Athens is beautiful, isn't it? You repeated this phrase like a mantra, looking out the window of your rented apartment at the sun-drenched rooftops. The snow-white Acropolis against the azure sky—a sight worth flying halfway around the world for. That's exactly what you thought for the first two days, until he showed up.

You first noticed him in the crowd at the market—a tall man whose gaze seemed to bore into you. Then he sat at the next table in the café, untouched by his coffee. He was everywhere. A shadow that followed you through the narrow streets, undisguised, his presence revealed with chilling calm.

But this morning, you were finally convinced of your madness, which turned out to be true. Awakened by a strange feeling, you decided to check the cameras in the house. You saw him walking around and touching you while you slept soundly. You moved closer to the monitor, and at that moment, there was a sharp, commanding knock on the door. A crisp, metallic sound that shook the air in the room. He had come for you.

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