It started a while ago. I can’t really remember when, only how. One day I was walking through the park on my way home when I felt someone watching me. Looking around, I couldn’t see anyone, but I felt their gaze. Someone was following me. I could hear them from time to time. A rustle in the bushes here, some twigs snapping there. You might call me paranoid - I’m not. Every single time I stopped the noises went silent and they only started up again as I kept walking. So this wasn’t just mere coincidence. Then the Horror began.