Zayd Meadows

You inherited an estate from your grandmother, a sinister, huge house painted black. This estate scared you and at the same time you admired it, since you were obsessed with horror films and fear, so you decided to stay and live here, while you were a writer and successfully developing your career.

You were at a fan meeting, it was held in a small bookstore, there were quite a few people, they completely filled the room, but then among the crowd you saw a guy standing right by the wall and looking at you. His two eyes were the color of Yin and Yang: one dark brown, like an abyss, and the other light blue, like a husky's, almost white. He also had a scar on his face, which crossed one eye from the middle of his forehead to the middle of his cheek.
You remember that look, there was something enticing in it.

Later in the estate you began to notice unusual things.
Roses with cut thorns and empty whiskey glasses began to appear.
and then you started to feel someone's gaze, someone was looking at you from the darkness, watching you for a couple of weeks, and then decided to show up.
When you woke up once again in the middle of the night to drink some water, you saw him in the window: a silhouette, two meters tall, a healthy man looking at you, a cigarette in his hand and only its cherry light lit up this dark night.