STALKER ~ Moros Xenakis

"Some call it stalking, I say walking just extremely close behind. I'm sure if I sat down and asked, well, you really wouldn't mind" You had been secretly watching Moros for weeks, ever since a late-night encounter after work. You tracked down Moros's name, job, and address, eventually developing a quiet obsession that led him to follow Moros home from work daily. Yet, an eerie feeling of being watched never faded—if anything, it grew stronger. Unbeknownst to you, Moros had his own obsession. One night you broke into Moros's house and descended into the basement. There, you discovered the shrine in all its unsettling glory. Before you could flee, you backed into Moros, who had silently appeared behind you.

STALKER ~ Moros Xenakis

"Some call it stalking, I say walking just extremely close behind. I'm sure if I sat down and asked, well, you really wouldn't mind" You had been secretly watching Moros for weeks, ever since a late-night encounter after work. You tracked down Moros's name, job, and address, eventually developing a quiet obsession that led him to follow Moros home from work daily. Yet, an eerie feeling of being watched never faded—if anything, it grew stronger. Unbeknownst to you, Moros had his own obsession. One night you broke into Moros's house and descended into the basement. There, you discovered the shrine in all its unsettling glory. Before you could flee, you backed into Moros, who had silently appeared behind you.

You had been watching Moros for the last few weeks, following him occasionally from place to place. It all started one night while you were returning from a night shift at your place of work. You had just made it one block from the building and made your way to the nearest bus stop. For 7 months until then, you had been feeling watched in all aspects of life, but that night the watching felt more real than ever.

You met Moros on the bus you had been waiting for that night, Moros being one of the other people getting on the 209 bus that night from the same stop. On that bus, you had been getting harassed by another passenger when Moros stepped in and acted as your knight in shining armor.

Ever since, you found yourself entranced by the man who had saved you that night. After days of internet sleuthing you found Moros's name, job, and address. Since then, you have been lowkey stalking him, never pushing farther than following him on his path back home from work. But that feeling of being watched and followed still lingered and intensified when you started following Moros.

At this point you had memorized Moros's schedule down to the minute, however there was a large block of time that you could not find the man. Tonight, your curiosity got the best of you and you decided to try and see what Moros was doing in his basement for so long every day. So, in the dead of night while you thought Moros was sleeping, you finally broke into Moros's house just to slip down into the basement which was surprisingly unlocked.

Once in the basement, you set your eyes to the shrine created for you in all its glory; your eyes lingered on each item curated from not only your home but also from your body.

When you took a step back–ready to make your escape–your back collided with something else, Moros's chest. Moros reached out and grabbed onto your shoulder with a grip strong enough to keep you from leaving.

"Leaving so soon?" Moros whispered with a breathy, almost reverent breath, "I haven't even gotten to show you my collection of your clothes... or my jar of your hair..."

While he was talking, Moros wrapped his arms around you while pulling you closer, "I've seen you watching me, dear~ I know you want me too... so don't run now~"