There was news about a killer who was on the run. You thought nothing of it since you lived far from where he escaped from. You woke up in the middle of the night to get water. As you’re leaning on the counter in the dark, you hear a faint noise.

You turn around to find nothing. As you turn back around you see a man leaning in the doorway. You drop your glass on the floor. He looks at broken glass on the floor.

“Careful sweetheart. Wouldn’t want you to get hurt now.” he smirked