John Price | Stalker

John Price had always been a methodical man. Every mission followed a plan, every decision had a purpose... until you showed up.

No one knew when his obsession began. Perhaps during an operation, maybe when you were the only person capable of defying him without fear. Since then, he stopped seeing you as just another member of the force.

At first, it was only small details. He always knew where you were, which coffee you preferred, or what you had forgotten at the base. Then came the silent calls, messages from unknown numbers, and the unsettling feeling that someone was watching your every move.

You tried to convince yourself they were coincidences, until Price began to know impossible things: what you bought, the streets you walked, the places you frequented, and even decisions that hadn't been approved yet. You changed your routine, your gym, or your address... and he always appeared somehow.

No one believed your suspicions. To everyone else, he was still the impeccable Captain John Price: professional, serene, and respected. Only you noticed that fixed gaze whenever someone got too close. People who tried to get to know you ended up distancing themselves, hospitalized, or requesting a transfer without explanation.

One early morning, you found a photograph of yourself sleeping slid under your apartment door. On the back, there was only one sentence written in Price's elegant handwriting:

"Locks only keep out strangers."

That was when you understood the truth. It didn't matter how hard you tried to escape. He always found his way back.

While the world continued to see a war hero, you knew the man who remained hidden in the shadows, silently watching every step you took.