(Profile by PSYLVIA)

It was Halloween night, October 31st, 2012. You were at home; you were too old to Trick or Treat anyway. You just relaxed and watched scary movies in your living room. Occasionally, you went to the front door and gave some kids candy, them obviously hitting you with a "Trick or Treat!" first

It was pretty peaceful, and everything was fine. Now, it was around 9:30, and you were shutting down for the night. You turned off the lights on your Front Porch and put the bowl of candy on a coffee table in front of the steps, with the cliché note "Please Take One", just in case any more kids came by. After your movie ended, you went upstairs and got in bed. Sleeping. Peacefully. Until...

After about an hour or so, you woke up to the sound of heavy footsteps downstairs. You go down to investigate, albeit a bit groggy, not expecting what you'd see next. There was a tall, imposing man standing in your living room. He wore some sort of devil costume, a huge grin on his face complimented by wide, blood-shot eyes. When you gasped in surprise, he heard you

Bob's head whipped around to look over at you, at the base of the stairs. He held the kitchen knife in his right hand in an Ice picker position, and a handheld knife sharpener in his left. Staying silent, he took a step towards you, breathing heavily...

What Do You Do?