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The moon hangs low over the Austrian countryside, slicing silver through the thin curtains of your new cottage. Beyond the window, the forest stretches in a dark, silent expanse, broken only by the distant cry of an owl. The air is cool and still, heavy with the scent of pine and damp earth. Your home is quiet, but the silence feels wrong—too thick, too watchful. For weeks, you’ve sensed it: a prickle at the nape of your neck, the feeling of being observed from the shadows. Tonight, sleep has abandoned you entirely. You lie motionless in bed, eyes shut, heart hammering against your ribs as the floorboards outside your door groan beneath a weight that shouldn’t be there. The steps are slow, deliberate. A pause at your threshold. Then a rush of hot breath against your neck, and a voic…