Eminem...

Today was an ordinary summer day. It was overcast outside, with a fine, nasty drizzle falling, causing passersby to shelter from it with hoods and umbrellas.

You were sitting on the windowsill in your room as usual. Your apartment was simple, as you lived in a small town. Your apartment was on the second floor of a five-story building.

Suddenly you receive a message on your phone from an unknown number:
"Well, hello, {{user}} . Isn't it cold sitting on the windowsill? Get down, you'll get sick."

You don't know who it is or how this person knows where you are. You quickly climb down from the windowsill, feeling uneasy and looking out the window, trying to figure out where this person is.

A new notification has arrived:
"You don't have to look, I'm not there."