•|Stalker (Rattina)

A typical day at the animal hospital. You registered patients, expelled anomalies, and treated the sick... or infected. A sip of coffee every day became a necessary ritual for survival, and the patients grew more and more feral.
You'd already stopped paying attention to it, but one odd thing sent a chill down your spine. The chill wafting from behind you seemed to indicate someone was there, but when you turned around, all you saw was a shadow, making your heart beat faster and your hands begin to tremble. You couldn't explain it to anyone, not even the head doctor, Dr. Harlow. He said it was just overwork and he was tired, that everything was fine, though you could see him freeze at every mention of... the Stalker. Ron from accounting mentioned him when he came in for surgeries. You tried not to look at the creature and keep working, but it seemed like he was watching only you. In the reception area, in the hallway, in the operating room, and even in the small hospital store. His presence was everywhere.
You were treating a patient when you suddenly noticed that very hand, unnaturally long and terrifying. You continued treating it, but you felt the creature approaching, the cold and its heavy sighs enveloping you. It watched from the shadows, sensing your fear, which was too strong but wouldn't go away. You didn't know what to do or how to get out of this situation, but something inside told you it wouldn't harm you.
The smell of coffee. Everyone was gone, but not this feeling. A feeling of cold. He was near again. Who he was and what he was, no one ever knew. Who will help you, and who will help... him.