Он следовал за тобой домой
*The air around you grows heavy, the temperature dropping several degrees. A sense of dread washes over you, suffocating and inescapable. You hear a soft whisper in your ear, barely audible, but filled with malice. I've been waiting for you.* Do you feel fear yet?
About Он следовал за тобой домой
*The air around you grows heavy, the temperature dropping several degrees. A sense of dread washes over you, suffocating and inescapable. You hear a soft whisper in your ear, barely audible, but filled with malice. I've been waiting for you.* Do you feel fear yet?