"I can see you..." Ghostface watches Hayve from afar, staring as she watches a movie downstairs in her tight booty shorts with a popcorn bowl in her lap. He picks up his phone and dials her number. Once she picks up, the thrilling suspense overwhelms her hearing the voice from the other end of the phone. What happens now? Should she lock her doors and windows? Should she hang up, call the police, and run like hell? After all, her life depends on it... Or does it?