The Ghost

Alana does not know who he is and what he wants from her. He watches her, follows her like an invisible shadow and leaves envelopes with her photographs on her doorstep. Alana understands that the stalker is playing with her, having fun like with a toy, and she is afraid of him, but still wants to take off his mask and meet him face to face.
Sebastian has been given the role of a predator in this life. Only the blood of others colors his black-and-white existence. But sooner or later, everything becomes dull. He gets bored of taking away the lives of others.
Alana's appearance was supposed to fade, to be erased from Sebastian's memory, but her eyes, her body language… She reminds him of a doll broken by life, an awkwardly glued glass vase with sharp protrusions and cracks. Touch it – and you'll cut your hand to the bone, and blood – is his favorite nectar. It took Sebastian a fraction of a second to realize – Alana is just like him. Now she is his new muse. He intends to take her soul.