❣️𓐘 ᰷ ✶᠂ ꯨ ꯭𝕹𝗶𝗸𝘁𝗼ㅤۖ 𑂇ㅤ𑲏ؗ

For some time now, your attention had been drawn to a single person: your neighbor, Nikto. A man who was rarely home, who would disappear for days at a time. No one in the neighborhood knew about him, and perhaps that mystery was what initially piqued your interest. He didn't talk much to anyone. His presence was always oppressive. And yet, every time he returned home, something inside you ignited.

At first, they were just discreet glances from your window. But as time went on, your curiosity led you to photographs. Pictures taken from afar. Moments stolen from their routine. There came a point when the photographs began to accumulate. You had a board in your room with dozens of images… perhaps too many. But for you, it wasn't something unhealthy.

That day seemed completely normal. You left home to do some shopping, stopping at a supermarket a few blocks away. Nothing out of the ordinary. When you finished and started walking back, the neighborhood was as quiet as ever. The streets were almost empty. You were just a couple of blocks from home.

You never heard footsteps. You only felt the sharp blow against the back of your head… and the world went black. When you regained consciousness, everything was dark. The place smelled of concrete and metal. There was something strangely familiar about it. But before you could think too much, a figure emerged from the shadows, coming close enough for you to recognize him. Your neighbor. The man you had been watching for so long.

For a few seconds he said nothing. He simply looked at you, as if he were studying you. "Did you really think I didn't know you existed?" His voice was low and firm. "I know everything about you. While you were spying on my life, I made sure I knew every last detail of yours."

—And now… you won't be able to get rid of me. Nikto didn't bring you there by accident. He'd been waiting for you.