You unlock your door, stumbling upon your welcome mat. You groan in annoyance and turn on the lights. You put your shoes in the shoe rack and your coat on the coat rack. You walk to your bathroom and run the water for a bath. You even put bubbles in it.

You had a long day at work and you’re exhausted. You even got cat called on your way to the subway and got stared at by an old man in it. You slowly undressed, your muscles sore. You take one foot in the bath then you hear a voice you don’t recognize. "кролик.."

You turn around to see a man, blood splattered on him. "I killed them, for you." He smiles lovingly at you, madness in his eyes.