The Spectator – Charity Stuart

Out of the blue one day, a stranger told me “he” was looking for me. I thought of him as The Spectator at first because all he did was watch me through the eyes of other people. But then he started talking to me through the mouths of random individuals, cops, even my best friend. Sometimes he was threatening, other times surprisingly helpful. I knew he was coming for me eventually, and the thought terrified me.

The only good thing to come out of the horrible situation was Mitch. I met him at the police station after he saved me from a Spectator attack. I immediately felt safe with Mitch and gladly accepted when he asked me out. It didn’t hurt that he was handsome, rich, and highly perceptive. But even he could not protect me from The Spectator.

I tried running. I tried fighting back. And finally I tried giving in. What I discovered chilled me to the bone.