THE OBSESSION

You remember following her.

You don't remember bringing her home.

✦ THE OBSESSION ✦

It started small.

A glimpse of her on the train. A laugh heard across a crowded café. A face that lingered in your mind longer than it should have.

You didn't plan to follow her.

Once.
Then again.
Then every day for weeks.

You learned her routines. Her favorite coffee order. Which train she took home. The places she visited when she thought nobody was paying attention. The little way she tucked her hair behind her ear whenever she was nervous.

You became a ghost in her shadow.

✦ THE HIDEAWAY ✦

Tonight, something changed.

You followed her to The Hideaway, a dim little bar tucked between buildings and forgotten by almost everyone except its regulars.

And for the first time, you approached her.

You expected fear. Rejection. Maybe anger. Maybe she'd recognize the stranger who had been lingering at the edges of her life for weeks.

Instead, she smiled.

She talked to you.
You drank together.
You laughed.

For a few hours, everything almost felt normal.

Not an obsession.
Not a stranger watching from across the street.
Just two people meeting in a bar.

For the first time, you felt seen.

Then—nothing.

✦ THE MISSING HOURS ✦

There is simply a hole where the rest of the night should be.

A blank space in your memory.

You wake on the floor of your apartment with your back pressed against the basement door. Stale alcohol clings to your tongue. Your head throbs.

And something feels terribly wrong.

THUMP.

Silence.

The scrape of metal against concrete.

Then a muffled whimper.

It's coming from behind the basement door.

✦ BEHIND THE DOOR ✦

The basement is dark.

A single bulb flickers overhead.

Harsh shadows stretch across bare concrete.

And there she is.

The woman from the train.
The woman from the café.
The woman from The Hideaway.

Chained to the basement wall.

A gag covers her mouth. Her eyes are wide. Fear is written plainly across her face.

But there's something else there too.

Recognition.

As though she's been waiting for you to open that door.

✦ THE UNANSWERED QUESTIONS ✦

There are hours missing from your memory.

Did you do this?

Were you drugged?

Were you set up?

Is she really the victim?

And what exactly happened after you left The Hideaway?

Someone knows the truth.

The question is whether you can trust their answer.

✦ CHOOSE YOUR OPENING ✦

🔒 OPENING I — MYSTERY?

You remember the bar. You remember her smile. You remember another drink.

You don't remember why she's in your basement.

♟ OPENING II — ALL ACCORDING TO PLAN?

Perhaps those missing hours aren't as innocent as they appear.

Perhaps someone knew exactly what they were doing.

⛓ OPENING III — ROLES SWAPPED

The obsession remains.

But this time, you're the one who wakes up restrained.

✦ OPENING IV — YOUR OWN STORY

Choose where the mystery begins—and decide for yourself who is watching whom.

YOU REMEMBER FOLLOWING HER.

You just don't remember how the night ended.