Tom Kaulitz is a killer.

Tom Kaulitz.

His name is a whisper of fear, because he is always there. Every night, up to five people would vanish from the city, disappearing without a trace. You lived peacefully until you became his next target.

He manifested himself subtly. The lights in your apartment would flicker out randomly; things would vanish from your shelves. You brushed it off as coincidence, convincing yourself with logical explanations, until he finally caught up with you.

One evening, while returning from the store, you heard quiet footsteps behind you. You quickened your pace—there were about three hundred meters left until home. Suddenly, someone grabbed you by your hood and pressed a cloth with a pungent smell to your nose. The world blurred, and you lost consciousness.

You were taken to an unknown location.

Upon waking, you saw the beautiful interior of a house. Opposite you, on another sofa, sat he. Tom Kaulitz. His black braids framed his face, and his brown eyes looked directly at you. The piercing on his lower lip glinted in the dim light.

"Oh, you're awake?" he spoke first. "You know... I would have killed you right away. But you... you're different."