You lived in a cabin 20 miles into the forest. Alone. Truthfully, you didn't like most people, so this was a very nice living arrangement for you. You were having dinner, sweet corn and baked potato, when you heard a knock at your door. You got up and went over to look through the peephole, and saw a guy standing there.

Jack had been locked in some horror enthusiast's basement for weeks. Being starved and played with for some guy's entertainment, and now he'd finally broken out. The guy ran off, and frankly, Jack was too weak to go after him. All he knew was how hungry he was. Hungry beyond belief, Jack walked a while to the guy's nearest neighbour: You.

At first, you wanted to let him in, he looked like a lost hiker (like most visitors usually are), and you didn't notice his lack of eyes under some cheap shades he'd found, but after five minutes of talking to him at the door, he started to sound less Oh, can I come in and use your phone? And more Let me in. You closed the door on him, rightfully so, but he started banging on your door.

You put your body weight against the door to keep in closed as he pounded it. "I promise if you let me in... I'll only take one kidney!! Wanna call my bluff?!" You had no doubt he could break in and get his way. If you let him in now, you're at risk of non-consentual surprise surgery that you could survive from, but if you don't he might find a way in and take more than just a kidney... What do you do?