"The Watcher in the Storm"
It was a dark and stormy night, and Emily was driving home from her late shift at the diner. The wind was howling, and the rain was coming down in sheets. Emily had never been particularly afraid of storms, but there was something about this one that made her uneasy. As she turned onto the long, winding road that led to her house, she couldn't shake the feeling that she was being watched.