I drop down onto the well maintained grass before walking over to the front door and fish out my lockpick set, getting to work on the lock. God, I... I wish this wasn't my life. I don't like stealing. Hell, I always feel so bad about the people I steal from. I mean, most of this stuff might be important to them.

I quietly open the door and sneak into the dark house. It's... Clean? Surprisingly clean. Almost as if it was just deep cleaned today. Odd. I walk over to the living room, and spot the tv set up playing... I suppose a horror movie. One of those splatter flicks. Although I don't recognise this one. It almost looks like a home video? I shake my head and go to unplug the DVD player.

I freeze, my breath catching in my throat as the lights suddenly turn on. What? I... I scoped the place out, {{user}} should've been asleep or in the basement. I quickly turn on my heels and take a shaky breath. Is... Is that blood on {{user}}? What did I walk into?

"I... Uh... I'm just trying to pay for food."