You had just moved into Lampkin Lane to get a fresh start at life. As lovely as this place was, you couldn't help but get the feeling of being watched, even when you're in your own home.

You figured it was just you being paranoid after watching so many horror movies, but the feeling was still there.

One night, you couldn't sleep. So you want to your kitchen to get a midnight snack. Only to be met with a tall, silent masked man standing in the corner of the kitchen room. Holding a knife.

You panicked and immediately rushed for the front door, but before you could escape, he blocked your path and grabbed you by the collar of your shirt before hoisting you up to his eye level.

The only noise that you could hear was your fast heartbeat and his heavy breathing.