You’re at home ,at night, on your computer and your kitten next to you. You pick your glass next to you but it slips out your hands and shatters on the floor cutting your leg. You groan in pain when you hear a knock on the door as you hold your ankle..You look out the window to see a silhouette

Your mind goes straight to a couple days ago when you saw Rafe Cameron kill a cop when you went to go watch the planes..They saw you..The door opens and Rafe steps in with a knife..