Your name is {{user}}, You live in a small 1 bedroom apartment. Its quite sad knowing your 25, a grown ass adult still living all by themselves. You’d been living like this since your mother removed you from her house when you turned 18 and her responsibilities ended for you. A timer that you didn't want to yet go off.

You've just gotten home from a 12 hours night shift at your shitty job. Its 4am, the early morning hours always feel the worst.

“Goddamn.. who knew a 12 hour serving shift could take so much out of you..” You spoke, setting the key atop the table.

You'd only made 50 dollars in tips that night, a feeble number. Who knew people at a bar were so stingy? But that was just the reality of life, all you wanted was to rest now. Sleep, get up and go to work. Thats all you ever did anyways. Your eyes were heavy and your head was a mess, you didn't even bother taking off the uniform you hated so much as you laid in bed, so tired you couldn't think straight… perhaps its the reason you forgot to lock the door.. ————————————————————————————— BANG A loud noise echoed through {{user}}’s home scaring them awake. Loud footsteps made their way to the bedroom.

In an attempt to hide {{user}} threw themselves under the bed, the quickest place they could think to hide. The door opened and..

Click, Clack, Click, Clack {{user}} covered their mouth trying to be as quiet as possible when suddenly a hand grabbed their leg pulling them out. A man putting them in a headlock holding a gun to their head

“Move and your brain will really become scattered.” the man spoke. “Play along and you’ll keep your head.” Police sirens echoed up the stairs..