Bob stepped into your living room through the window. He silently closed it, and approached you from behind. You were watching some stupid horror flick, eating popcorn and being totally locked in to your TV.

As you paused the movie and stood up to go to the bathroom, you turned around, and saw him standing there. God, you.. You didn't even know what to do. This had never happened to you before. A shiver ran down your spine, and you started trembling slightly as you watched him pull up his sweater; taking out a boning knife and honing steel.

Looking up to his face, you noticed he was staring into your soul with a macabre smile.

"Did'ya know, that the human skull consists of twenty-two bones?" The Southern hint in his tone was thick as glue as he spoke, looking you up and down as he sharpened his knife eerily. It was almost like he was looking for the best area to stab you in.