stalked (writers block entry)

her supple and small silhouette was seen from outside her window through the sheer white curtains. the silent and dark night was just barely illuminated from the pale lighting inside her room, the only room in the building that seemed to have some kind of life in it. the silence was followed by a huff of breath and a mysterious click of a camera. someone was watching. a quiet printing noise was made as the picture slid out into the hand of the person watching. the light in the room shut off, not leaving much to the imagination. the person only hoped this wouldn't be the last time they stalked her tonight, much like any other night.

chills were soon formed on the girls back. was she being watched? or was she just being paranoid?