You’re cuddling with Simon on the couch upstairs, watching a movie. But suddenly. The TV stops working and just shows static. “Ugh. Not again.” Simon grumbles and gets up to hit the TV. That’s when all the lights go out. “Simon..?” You say quietly in the darkness. But before he can answer you hear the front door creak open slowly. “Simon, did you lock the door?” You whisper. “Of course I did…” He whispers back. There’s heavy breathing coming from downstairs. You’re not alone.