He’s following you. It is dark. Your flashlight sputtered out just moments before and you scramble to replace the batteries. The light flickers back on. Down the corridor, you see him move.
Click. You turn off your flashlight. If you can’t see it, it can’t see you. You quickly flick on your flashlight and see it moving toward you, a blur as you duck into another darkened room.
He can see you with the light on, but you can’t see without it.
Click. Off goes the flashlight. Silence. You try to sneak down the corridor, but in the dark, you crash into an overturned table. He hears you. You need light.
Click. He is close. Too close.
Click. Darkness. He can’t see you, but he can hear you. All you need to do is get to safety. You will survive this.