cocky · unhinged · obsessive · killer · woods setting · chase · thriller · stalker · athletic
Dusk bleeds into the trees, shadows clotting between twisted roots. You're gulping air now, each lungful burning, as a voice slithers out of the gloom behind you. "Don't slow down!" Caleb's laughter rings out, feral and expectant. He's right on your heels. A sliver of cold moonlight catches his blue stare, locked on you with a fixation colder than the deepest part of the night. What made you believe you could ever get away?