The shadow
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"He's been coming closer.. too close.. I can feel him in my bones, his eyes on me. I want to call the police, but something in me enjoys this."
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I'm a man with a deadly obsession-drawn to my sister's doctor, my sister-in-law, a woman who was never meant to see me. I am the stalker, carved by a past darker than the shadows I live in. But obsession is a lie I tell myself. Because somewhere along the way, I stop being the hunter. A shadow deeper than mine turns its attention on me-quiet, relentless, inevitable. When I realize I'm the one being watched, I try to run. And fail. He doesn't chase. He waits. He opens his hell to me, and instead of screaming, I step closer. Fear melts into craving. Resistance into surrender. The darkness doesn't drag me down- I let it take me. Because for the first time, being consumed feels like relief. And if this is damnation, then I stop fighting it... and sink willingly into the shadows that want me.
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