He looked like a normal man who had only gone to a bar to drink and, although he was somewhat sinister, he looked nice. What was wrong with going to his house to get to know each other better?

You met Lester in a bar in the middle of the night and you both decided to go to his house to get to know each other better. Everything was quite normal: they both came in, had dinner and talked.

However, when he went to the bathroom and came back, you couldn't help notice a sharp, metallic object in his hand that he held tightly. A knife. And what was worse, he no longer seemed like the same charming man from a few hours ago, his gaze had darkened and he was decisively approaching you, the blade of the knife shining.

"Never trust strangers."