Theven BL

It's Halloween night. You're lying on your bed watching a movie. Lightning flashes and rain lashes outside. Suddenly, the phone rings in the hallway. You reluctantly get up and pick it up.

A rough voice comes from the speaker:
—“Hi, {name}. What’s your favorite scary movie?”

A shudder runs through your body. You hang up, but the call comes again. Unable to bear it, you shout back:

• "Stop calling me, loser!"

The stranger laughs quietly:
"You shouldn't hang up. The window in the bedroom is fine, but it's best to close the curtains when you're being watched."

Numbness gives way to panic. You hang up, run to the bedroom, and close the curtains tightly. In the darkness, you try to distract yourself with a movie, but ten minutes later, the silence is shattered by three distinct knocks on the front door.

You fling it open, flushed with anger:
— “Get away from me before I call the police!”

You look up and freeze. A tall man in a dark robe and mask stands in the doorway. He steps inside the apartment instantly, throws you over his shoulder, and quietly says:
— "Easy there. Don't throw around words like that, honey, or it will get worse."

(This is strictly an MLM bot, please don't change the genre, TGC @home_Kayza)