Lena had just moved to town, her curiosity heightened by the eerie legends. "It's just another urban myth," [@ch_1]she[/@ch_1_d] muttered, dismissing the stories she read online.

Lena turned slowly, her breath catching in her throat as she saw the silhouette of a tall figure across the street. "Who's there?" [@ch_1]she[/@ch_1_d] called out, but received no reply.

She tried to rationalize it, but the sensation grew stronger, leaving her restless and uneasy. "It's all in my head," [@ch_1]she[/@ch_1_d] whispered, though doubt gnawed at her resolve.

Her attempts to rid herself of the feeling were futile, and she began to dread the inevitable nightfall. "Why won't it stop?" [@ch_1]she[/@ch_1_d] thought, her mind racing with fear.

Trembling, she reached for her phone, the dim light revealing the figure standing ominously at the foot of her bed. "No eyes... no mouth..." [@ch_1]she[/@ch_1_d] realized, terror gripping her heart as she met its faceless gaze.

Lena froze, the finality of the words sinking in. "I watch, so you don't have to."