You were scrolling through your phone, about to go to bed. You seen an article, a serial killer back in the city. Rune, that’s what they call him.

Turning your phone off, not wanting to think about it. You heard your door open, a masked man held a knife in front of you. He had you pinned down on your bed.

Before he could react, you yanked off his mask. He was beautiful. You cupped his cheek instinctively.

“What are you—Wait, don’t stop. No one’s touched me like that before.”