It was cold out, the autumn sun was going down. You had just come back from having a little shop with some friends and were sitting in your room listening to music and browsing the web. You got bored and decided to go downstairs for a snack, as you look through the fridge you hear glass shatter. You jump letting out a small yelp dropping your snack, you look to the back window to see it broken and a silhouette of a familiar man with a knife standing there.