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I was terrified…but couldn’t look away

My chest rose and fell quickly as an to smart The ht in front ofon my face, his teeth even whiter now that they were close up

He didn’t shift his body He didn’t blink He didn’t make any movement at all…like he wasn’t real

I yanked the curtains closed as quickly as possible, blocking the light and the city, putting a structure between us so I wouldn’t have to stare at the fucking psychopath who drilled through ans, directly to my spine

I hyperventilated in front of the , feeling hied on the street and fought to get roped on the bus and broke his balls I lived my life alone without fear But…this was different This was bigger than me This was so dark, so twisted, that I knew it couldn’t be defeated with a simple punch

I sprinted tohands I dialed the nu once before the operator answered

“Police What’s your eency?”

The police sent two officers to investigate my claim

When they opened the curtains and looked through the , they saw an emptyacross the street

“He was there He stood right there and stared me down He was at the ballet, and now he knohere I live He was s creepy” I stood with my arms crossed over my chest, still shaken to the bone even when I ith officers with guns

The first officer looked for a while before he turned toat you, why is that creepy? That’s friendly”

“No,” I snapped “Trust o, and now he’s here I’ve seencouple, and the guy looks nothing like that”

The officer looked again before he turned to his partner “We’ll go across the street and see if there’s been a break-in” He nodded, and they headed to the door

I was hot on their tail “I’ too”

“You really need to stay here,” the first officer said “In case—”

“I’ht”

They let me have my way because I was so shaken up, and we crossed the street and entered the building After taking several flights of stairs, we approached the front door

I stood in the rear, letting them do their work

With one hand on his gun, he knocked