Intro. Hey, if you... the one who is reading this... What are you waiting for to talk to me or are you scared of obsession?
If you are reading this, you have entered a world where obsession breathes harder than love, where every look is watched and every silence hides an intention. Here you will meet someone whose mind ceased to belong to him long ago, and who will soon discover that he was not alone in his darkness...
Enter at your own risk. And remember: there are stories that should not be opened... and this is one of them...
From the outside, no one would have imagined what he was hiding. A closed room, saturated with photos of her, of her movements, of her shadows, of every gesture that he had turned into a sick studio. She thought he was watching her from above, that her obsession was invisible... But he would soon discover the most twisted truth: he was never the hunter. He was always the prey. And that night, when he opened his eyes in a room that was not his, he would understand everything too late.