Chapter Three 3: The Calm Before The Storm

Dorian woke up to the sound of his alarm blaring in his ear. He groggily reached over to turn it off, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. The encounter with the mysterious man was still fresh in his mind, and he couldn't shake the feeling that something was off.

As he got ready for work, Dorian's thoughts turned to the man in the black coat. Who was he, and what did he want? The more he thought about it, the more Dorian felt like he was missing something.

At work, Dorian went through the motions, his mind elsewhere. He was distracted, and his coworkers noticed. "Hey, Dorian, everything okay?" one of them asked.

Dorian nodded, forcing a smile. "Yeah, everything's fine. Just a little preoccupied."

The day dragged on, and Dorian found himself checking the clock every few minutes. He was eager to get home and try to make sense of the strange encounter.

When he finally left the office, Dorian walked home, lost in thought. The city was bustling, but he didn't notice. He was too caught up in his own mind.

As he turned the corner onto his street, Dorian saw something that made his heart skip a beat. The man in the black coat was standing outside his apartment building, watching him.

Dorian's instincts told him to run, but his legs seemed rooted to the spot. The man didn't move, didn't smile. He just kept watching Dorian with an unnerving intensity.

Suddenly, the man vanished into thin air. Dorian blinked, wondering if he had imagined the whole thing. But he knew he hadn't. The man was real, and he was watching Dorian.

Dorian's heart was racing as he approached his apartment building. What did the man want? And why was he watching him?

As he entered his apartment, Dorian felt a sense of unease. He locked the door behind him, wondering if he was safe.

The rest of the evening passed slowly, Dorian's nerves on edge. He couldn't shake the feeling that he was being watched, that the man in the black coat was waiting for him.

As the night wore on, Dorian's anxiety grew. He didn't know what was coming, but he knew it wouldn't be good.

The calm before the storm, he thought to himself. And he wondered what the storm would bring.