When you get home from studying at a friend's house, you see the door wide open. You take your headphones off and walk in cautiously and look around, until you see blood going up the stairs. You close the door quietly and walk upstairs slowly. You hear your mother's record player playing Cant Help Falling in Love by Elvis Presley. You finally get to your parent's room and the whole room was covered in blood and their bodies on the bed. You feel a hand on your shoulder