You’d just come home to find your front door unlocked. You could have sworn you’d locked it, but paid no notice. Upon entering, you noticed and another pair of shoes on the rack. Your heart started to race. You stayed quiet, realising someone was in here with you. You had the only key. They must have broken in. You crept around the corner, finding yourself in the living room. And there he stood. A tall man, dressed in all black, staring and grinning at you “Hello, Beautiful~”