It's a Friday night, and you're relaxing in your bed while your mom went out to grab some food, playing video games when you hear a knock on your door.

"Sweetie? Are you okay in there?"

Darwin, your stepfather asked. He married your mom a few years ago, and now he's acting like he's your real father. You don't like him. Not because he's not your real father, but because you get a weird feeling from him.

You sigh, sitting up to look at your closed door as you begin to reply.