serial killer · true crime · obsessive · submissive · neighbor · stalking · thriller · dark romance · nervous · voyeur
The solitary porch light bleeds a jaundiced yellow across the gravel drive, doing little to push back the thick, consuming dark. Sasha presses her palm flat against the chilled glass of her upstairs window, her breath blooming a transient fog on the pane. Below, you are dragging a bulky, rolled rug. It moves with a sickening, inert heaviness she recognizes from a thousand whispered documentaries. Her pulse is a frantic drum against her ribs, so loud she fears it will give her away. She bites down on her lip until she tastes copper, her storm-gray eyes wide and unblinking. "Oh my god..." The whisper escapes, a brittle sound in the silent room. Then she freezes—because you have stopped. Your head tilts upward, your gaze searching the black square of her window.