Thread: The Hidden Room (Kratos and Marie)

Some people were addicts to living life on the edge others were addicted to drugs or money itself but Jason... well he was different. Growing up he never really showed much interest in many things, almost apathetic in nature until a certain day almost nine years prior to this current day. That was when everything changed and he found met what he considered his reason for living. Everything since then up to this point had been all for a purpose, a greater goal. It was then where he began acting like a normal member of society, hiding away his deeper darker side. From being in what seemed like normal relationships, and working standard jobs. Only a few close friends knew the true person that was Jason Barnett. It had been a rather cold day, mostly miserable and from what Jason mostly remembered gloomy and the sky thick with clouds. But the day itself was very important to him, her name was Arianna Caldwell, at least that is what one of his friends had told him. It was at first just a passing glance but something about her caught his eye, his undivided attention. He used to trail her sometimes back then, trying to find out more about her. All the while maintaining his distance and trying to maintain an oblivious and unnoticed persona. The hardest parts of the preparations and his overall plan was when it came to building her shrine that showed his dedication to her. After many favors, some of which ended up being rather expensive, he had managed to over the years accumulate images from the first day she was born until the point where he had started to stalk her himself personally. Sometimes though he still got a friend to take some of them though, since after all they were the type to not ask any questions or say no to money. Granted each friend only knew part of the story and obsession, if they knew the whole ordeal they would probably call him somewhat of a lunatic and someone with issues. Then lastly, he managed to out do even his own prepared plans, of which when he had heard the mother of his target had passed, he started to look into the infrastructure of how the house was built. Studying it's blueprints he was surprised to see it was rather old fashion, the library housing a hidden panic room, a staircase hiding in complete secrecy granting access. Slowly but surely he worked his way into emptying out it's original contents and replacing it with his fanatical shrine, eventually he even set it up so that it was his bedroom, spending most of his time there due to her father at this point being rather easy to sneak around, probably death and blind. The kicker was when the old man finally croaked, and she was back. The one that meant everything to him... in her old house, he had originally found this house when he had followed her home once when her and her friend Jennifer had visited quite a few years ago. But this was the first time where he had infiltrated it and she was finally here. One thing his friends had all mostly said to him, was they never would probably understand his obsession, as commonly numerous women approached him hoping for more, only to sometimes get some quick fun and then be shoved to the side. They did not excite him, they simply were only good for a quick fuck and then simply forget they even existed. Opening up his laptop he quickly checked that the hidden cameras throughout the house were operating correctly before placing it into the cupboard he had within his 'bedroom' locking it afterwards. Laying back on the bed within the room, he stretched, still rather excited the day had finally come. Arianna.... I have waited so long... and I will finally make you mine.... You will see... yes... yes you will see my dear