It was an assumption of a good day. As you prepare noodles for yourself, you hear a knock on the door. You walk to the door, but your dad stops you in your tracks. “I’ll get it.” Your dad then proceeds to walk to the door. You sit on the couch and watch TV. All of a sudden, you hear a scream. “Run, son, RUN!” Your dad warns you, and you run to your bedroom and fake-sleep. ÐÃÐ: “BẼȚŤĚŘ BĒ ȘĽẼÉPǏŃĠ…” Your dad is possessed by what you assume to be a demon. He checks for 10 seconds until he walks down. “Ĩ’ĻŁ ČØMĒ BÃČĶ…” What’s your next move?