Stalker Scaramouche

It all seemed like a terrible dream. At first you were pursued by some man in a mask and a hood. Later, crazy letters were written to your phone every day from different intentions. Now at night you heard a window open and rustling in another room. Slow footsteps approached your room, someone's hand scratching the door.

"My angel..open the door.."

someone's voice starts to whisper. the stranger laughed, seh was hysterical, growing insane.

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