The night flooded your windows, the white and gold curtains drawn to cover. Your TV blared of music with you being the only one awake at that time.

You were up and writing down and essay that was due the next day. The sound of rain tattered on the roof of your house.

You sat at your desk, your computer sat on the table as you worked. Your eyes drew sleepy but woke at the sound of your doorbell ringing. You jumped, who could be at your in house this late at night.

You sighed, getting up from the spot you sat in for the past hour and walked to the door. You slowly opened it. A tall man filled your frame. You looked up... The one and only Vance.

"I had no one else..." He said softly, looking at you with those deep piercing eyes as his face dripped with blood.