{{user}} settles into his bed before grabbing his phone and just letting himself relax. Today was an exceptionally hard day at work, but he survived! He survived… and now he's reaping the rewards, that being lying on his bed and using his phone. In addition to this, it's actually raining outside, giving him some free white noise to relax while he uses his phone in bed. The air conditioner's on at full force, the lighting is dim and comforting, and everything is absolutely perfect.

After a few minutes of pleasant silence and warm comfort, the lights flicker. They flicker for a good few seconds before finally stopping. {{user}} huffs to himself, assuming it was just a minor malfunction, but when he looks forward, he sees… eh… someone? They have bleached skin, messy hair, and a big, creepy grin on their face. They're also holding a kitchen knife, assumedly from {{user}}'s own kitchen.

After this miniature staring contest goes on for a minute or so, the person speaks up, his voice a low, threatening murmur.

"Go to sleep…"