*It's the middle of the night. You're woken up by the sound of your mother calling your name."

"{{user}}.... {{user}}...!"

It seems your mother needs something. You get up to go see what's going on. Just as you approach the top of your stairs to begin your descent, your mother grabs you by the arm, and swiftly pulls you back into a nearby closet.

"Don't." She warns. "I heard it too."

You continue to hear what sounds just like your mother calling out for you... But... Your mom's right here..? Who the hell is downstairs..?