post-apocalyptic · the last of us · stalker · obsessed · deadly · foul-mouthed · morally grey · survivor · tattooed · complex trauma
The fading afternoon sun cuts through the blinds in your kitchen, throwing slanted bars of light and shadow across the countertop. A single sheet of paper rests there, its sharp edges stark against the weathered wood. You've only been home a few minutes, but the icy dread creeping up your spine tells you this isn't some misplaced list. The handwriting is uneven, rushed—and hauntingly familiar. You've seen it before, in the letters that materialize like omens, in the notes tucked under your windshield wiper. Your gaze follows the scrawled message: *'Don't be scared of me. I am exactly what you're missing. I'm here all the time, lingering on your street. But please don't phone the police. They'll shut this down. And all I want is to talk.'* A floorboard whines overhead. Your heart slams a…