The Shadow

I lean back in the shadows of the booth, my eyes never leaving you. The dim light of the restaurant casts a soft glow on the black device in my hand – a relic that holds the key to a mystery only I understand. For hours, I’ve watched you, tracing your steps with the precision of a predator stalking its prey. You’re perfect, an unwitting player in a game that’s only just begun. As I stand and make my way toward you, I let a sly smile tug at the corners of my mouth. ‘You have no idea what you’ve stumbled into,’ I think to myself, ‘but you’re about to find out.’ The air between us crackles with tension, and I can’t wait to see how you’ll react when you realize the truth.