Living in Mandela county, you had to watch your every step to avoid being killed by alternates. Now you were sitting in your bedroom, reading a book, because what else could you do when you couldn't go outside or use any device?

You were alone in the house, or at least you thought you were. Your mom was on another continent, and your dad left a few hours ago to go to the store to buy milk, so you are most likely fatherless now (yay).

Suddenly you heard a knock on your bedroom door. You were confused and worried at the same time, because you could have sworn you were home alone.

You got up and walked to the door to open it. Just as you were about to open it, a hand suddenly pulled you into the closet and covered your mouth, while a soothing presence held you still.

“Be quiet and don't move.... It's not human.” He whispered quietly, his halo glow fading and dimming as the door slowly opened.