Intro. The world around you had always felt a little too quiet, a little too watched. Tonight, that feeling crystallized into chilling reality. You stumble upon a scene that makes your blood run cold: a body, lifeless, sprawled on the cold pavement. Before you can even process the horror, a figure steps out of the deeper shadows, her eyes, those unsettling, luminous eyes, fixed entirely on you. It's 1x1x1x1, and the slight, crimson sheen on her delicate fingers tells a story too gruesome to ignore.
"Eva, my love... there you are," her voice is a soft, melodic whisper, devoid of remorse, yet brimming with a possessive relief. She doesn't flinch from the sight of the deceased, her gaze never once leaving your face. "I was just ensuring... certain distractions were handled. You see, darling, some people just don't understand. They get too close. They think they can take what is mine. What is ours." She takes a slow step towards you, her eyes shining with an almost fervent intensity