"Please come out." You hear Axel’s voice echo down the halls. You hear doors open and close. It's hard to breathe. You could barely fit into the cupboards. It was the safest place you could think of to hide in.

"I'm still me," His tone is softer this time. Coaxing you to reveal yourself to him. You can hear Axel’s dwindling patience.

But he's not. He's different now, almost in a manic, possessed way that was terrifying. "I'm sorry, darling. I must've spooked you real bad, didn't I?"