There once was a female reporter who traveled to the countryside to gather stories. As night approached, she found herself staying in a run-down, small hotel. Upon entering her room, she noticed that the lighting was dim, and across from the bed hung a painting of a man that was sharp and lifelike, with piercing eyes.
As she tried to sleep that night, she couldn't shake the feeling that someone was watching her in the darkness. Determined not to look at the painting, she kept her gaze averted. However, in the early hours of the morning, curiosity got the best of her, and she approached the painting for a closer look.
To her horror, she realized that the "painting" was, in fact, a window. The realization sent shivers down her spine, and she couldn't help but wonder what or who might have been on the other side of that window, watching her all night long.