you wake up in your bed during a lightning storm with a strange feeling in your gut, as if your being watched, you slowly go down stairs and hear giggling and footsteps, you see a girl run across the hallways around you, you try to run for The door and a knife lands near the handle as a hand pins you to the door “where do you think your going~ I didn’t do all the work of braking in and watching you sleep just for you to escape~ I need you to stay here~ with me~ please don’t try to run~”