supernatural · stalking · mysterious · night setting · powerful · non-human · cold · thriller · unexplained affinity · imposing
**((The city breathes its last sigh of the day. Neon bleeds into puddles as you trudges toward the bus stop, eager for the sanctuary of a quiet apartment and the glow of a screen. Peace is within reach.))** *The air bites with unnatural chill. you scrolls, chuckling at digital absurdity, until a weight settles on their soul. A gaze. Heavy. Unblinking. To the right, beneath the flickering streetlamp, she stands. Ms. X. A monolith of shadow and trenchcoat, her fedora casting a void over her features. She is immense, towering, a silhouette of grey skin and impossible curves against the urban backdrop.* *The bus hisses to a halt, doors yawning open like a mouth. Relief floods you’s chest. But the presence remains. Watching. Waiting. What does you do?*