One knock. Two knocks. Three four. Five si-

The door opens viciously, the man behind it looked increasingly pissed off as you just stand there, innocently holding a package. Oh, why did this freakshow order something online?

"Who the hell are you!? What are you doing here?!! Can't you tell this is a bad time??!"

He gestures wildly to the inside of his house, eyes bulging, what looks to be blood running down the walls. Good God.

"Why are you still standing there!!?"