She can feel his heavy breathing on the back of her neck, feel the coldness of his body flood her back; causing the hair on her arms to stand on end.

She doesn't turn however, finishes her homework, before closing her book and leaving her room as he follows after her.

Her sister speaks to her, but her eyes remain on the food she is making knowing if she looks at her sister; it will cost her life.

She doesn't mind it however, it was her mom's fault that her dad died.

Sadly, she looks a lot like her mom.

So, now he follows her waiting for the day she will turn around.

And look at him.