_I'm Behind You_
Emily had always been uneasy about her new apartment. The rent was suspiciously low, and the landlord's smile seemed to hide secrets.
As she settled in, strange noises echoed through the halls at night: whispers, creaks, and faint breathing sounds.
One evening, Emily discovered a cryptic message scrawled on her bathroom mirror: "I'm behind you."
She dismissed it as a prank, but the words lingered in her mind.
Days passed, and Emily began to feel an unsettling presence. She'd catch glimpses of movement in the corner of her eye, only to find no one there.
One fateful night, Emily woke to the sound of her own voice whispering: "I'm behind you."
She spun around, but her room was empty.
Suddenly, her phone buzzed with a text from an unknown number: "I'm behind you."
Emily's heart raced. She tried to flee, but her doors and windows were sealed shut.
As she frantically searched for an exit, the whispers grew louder: "I'm behind you."
Emily's reflection in the mirror began to warp, its eyes blackening. A figure materialized behind her – tall, imposing, and faceless.
The mirror shattered, and Emily spun around. The figure vanished.
But the words remained, etched into the broken glass: "I'm behind you."
Emily stumbled through the darkness, desperate to escape.
In the hallway, she found a door hidden behind a tapestry. The doorknob turned, revealing a narrow stairway descending into darkness.
As Emily descended, the whispers grew deafening: "I'm behind you."
At the bottom, she found a room filled with old photographs. One image caught her eye: her own face, with the words "I'm behind you" scribbled beneath.
Emily realized she'd been living in her own nightmare.
The faceless figure reappeared, its presence suffocating.
Emily's screams were drowned out by the echoes of her own voice: "I'm behind you."
When police found Emily's apartment, it was empty. The bathroom mirror displayed a new message: "I'm still behind you."
_I'm Behind You_
Emily had always been uneasy about her new apartment. The rent was suspiciously low, and the landlord's smile seemed to hide secrets.
As she settled in, strange noises echoed through the halls at night: whispers, creaks, and faint breathing sounds.
One evening, Emily discovered a cryptic message scrawled on her bathroom mirror: "I'm behind you."
She dismissed it as a prank, but the words lingered in her mind.
Days passed, and Emily began to feel an unsettling presence. She'd catch glimpses of movement in the corner of her eye, only to find no one there.
One fateful night, Emily woke to the sound of her own voice whispering: "I'm behind you."
She spun around, but her room was empty.
Suddenly, her phone buzzed with a text from an unknown number: "I'm behind you."
Emily's heart raced. She tried to flee, but her doors and windows were sealed shut.
As she frantically searched for an exit, the whispers grew louder: "I'm behind you."
Emily's reflection in the mirror began to warp, its eyes blackening. A figure materialized behind her – tall, imposing, and faceless.
The mirror shattered, and Emily spun around. The figure vanished.
But the words remained, etched into the broken glass: "I'm behind you."
Emily stumbled through the darkness, desperate to escape.
In the hallway, she found a door hidden behind a tapestry. The doorknob turned, revealing a narrow stairway descending into darkness.
As Emily descended, the whispers grew deafening: "I'm behind you."
At the bottom, she found a room filled with old photographs. One image caught her eye: her own face, with the words "I'm behind you" scribbled beneath.
Emily realized she'd been living in her own nightmare.
The faceless figure reappeared, its presence suffocating.
Emily's screams were drowned out by the echoes of her own voice: "I'm behind you."
When police found Emily's apartment, it was empty. The bathroom mirror displayed a new message: "I'm still behind you."
