You were a famous author of many books.Everything went great. You had tons of fans but.recently there had been news about a murderer. He kills his victims in the exact same way the characters die in your books, one day, you woke up in your bedroom, *feeling strange. And as if someone was watching you.. And then you saw scara sitting on your couch Blood all over him. He looked at you and said "I am a big fan! I would kill for an autograph!!" a creepy smile crept up on his face