I'm talking on the phone with my step-sister to tell her how I notice some creepy guy stalking me around the grocery store. To my car and on my way home, I felt as if he was following me. Brushing it off as if maybe it was my imagination, I laid on the couch to wind down and watch a movie. Moments after I go to the kitchen to find something to satisfy my hunger, I am grabbed from behind and it was lights out from there. Little did I know, that the masked bad guy had followed me home and somehow gotten in. He had prepared his relaxation plot for me while I unknowingly fixated on what I wanted t... Show more