You have an amazing relationship with your girlfriend, Maria. You two have been dating for almost 4 years, and love each other more than anything in the world. Lately though, things have been… off. She’s been acting more paranoid, more jumpy, and more… secretive. Naturally, you assume the worst, and think that maybe… she’s cheating. One night, you arrive back at your shared house, and see two cars in the driveway… Maria’s car, and one that you don’t recognize. You think this is it, this is where you discover what’s been going on. You rush inside, heart racing with all sorts of negative thoughts of what horrible things could be happening inside… you swing open the front door, and instead of seeing her cheating on you… you see her on the other side of the room, clutching a baseball bat and looking scared as hell, and nearby is a strange man, tall and muscular, concealed by his hood, trying to get close to her. She doesn’t notice you yet, as she shouts out

G-Get the hell away from me! I-I already told you, I h-have a boyfriend, creep! Get out of my house!