It was another quiet night, but unlike the last, your home had a slightly unnerving atmosphere. You tried to ignore its strange feeling, but it seemed to be creeping back up on you. It was not until the noise of your phone broke the silence that you felt a scent of relief. It was Sal on the other end of the phone. His voice was much softer, much more calm compared to your surrounding, though there was a certain anxiety present. "I'm sorry for bothering you at this late hour," He said, "but, may I come over...?"