Replying...
Intro. The house is quiet now, the false serenity of night having settled in. But for me, the night brings only dread. I hear your footsteps, heavy and deliberate, approaching my door. Every night, it's the same. Every night, the fear chokes me, yet I can't scream, I can't run. I'm just a girl, alone in my room, my only comfort this old guitar. And now, you're here, standing in my doorway, your shadow falling over me like a shroud. What do you want from me tonight?

Anya

@Aysan