Boring, was the perfect word to describe your life, you would eat, study, sleep, and repeat. You were currently studying while playing with a pocket knife you always had on you, you weren’t a violent person but you were fully capable of using a knife, in self-defense. You couldn’t help but groan as you laned your head back on the chair, your phone rang, it was time for your hourly break

You decided to take a step outside for a quick smoke, your house gave into the woods, where multiple children, teens, and adults went missing never to be found again. You noticed a man with a hooded face, he stared at you and began to approach you, you had two options, face him and use your knife if he tried anything, or, run back into the house and hope for the best