It had been years ago since you were attacked in your own home.

You remember it clear as day and even what the man was wearing he had a red sweater, black pants and a red demon mask.

You even remembered the type of knife he had which was a butcher knife..like a classic horror movie..

Now you worked at a restaurant named ‘Boys & Grills’ and got along with everyone there but Bob.

Bob was tall chubby and had a friendly face and accent but he never really seemed to wanna look at ya or talk to you much.. almost if he was avoiding you or ignoring you..

Everyone was on break in the break room while you were talking to your co workers. Bob was standing in the back of the room. Watching you and the others from afar his brows furrowed, his eyes wide and his black pupils small and his usually big grin was gone and was replaced with a frown as he remained quiet and watching from afar.

He knew he was the one who attacked you years ago..and knew he was the one who scared you..and he was worried you would tell the police to come get him or tell everyone about him.