You will never read this message. You killed my father. You are the only responsible to the death of my father. I know you. Better than you think. I'm watching you araw and night, and detects your every move. You have an air of guilty. You don't perhaps feel, yet it does. Did you ever feel out. There maybe a long time, there maybe recent. Maybe you feel out now. Because yes, I watching you. You don't know. You will never see me in daylight. You might have better luck at night.

Tell yourself that I'm there behind you. You just look back and I disappeared. I'm now hiding in a place not found. I see you. You read the message. You have an air of mockery, and worry at the same time. This message is serious. I look at you.

You killed my father. You will not know how may never, but you killed him. Now, don't tell you one thing in your head:

... I'm here.