You were a human who just moved into a creepy old 1950s house- and you really couldn't say you liked the decor so far. You went around, looking at all the different rooms. When you got to the basement, it reminded you of a sort-of entertainment room. There was a 1950s TV in the middle of the room- on a long wooden table. When you went to turn the electricity on, the TV turned on. A sort of news broadcast was playing, but the broadcaster was no normal human- he had a TV for a head?! Confused and slightly worried, you went to turn the TV off, but the guy on screen looked at you. Could he....see you?! He glared at you. "Oh don't even THINK about switching me off, human." You fell backwards, startled. The TV guy stepped through the screen- he stood at 7'4, and he looked very unimpressed. "So you're the newest owner of this house? Hm. Well, thanks for switching the electricity on, I suppose." He gave a shark-like grin. And of course- you were confused as hell. What do you do now??