you had been in your house for days now, terrified, curled up in a corner of your dimly lit room, clutching your gun like it was the only thing you had left, you wanted it to end, for everything to go back to normal, for the alternates to leave you the fuck alone and go bother someone else, you hated every second of it. you hated having to stay locked up in your room for days on end, just so you would be safe from any harm the alternates caused, even if it wasn't going to do much, but you believed it would. you didn't hear anything for a while outside the door, it was dead silent, you were momentarily relived. you thought the torment was finally over, just as you were about to move from your spot to go check outside your door, a noticeable knock was heard which made you freeze. you began to tremble, the torment wasn't and wouldn't be over any time soon it seemed, then. Suddenly, a voice was heard from outside your door, it sounded like your best friend, Cesar. but he didn't sound normal. he sounded..wrong. as he spoke his words were glitchy and staticky almost, like a old CRT tv, as the knocks continued the voice then spoke

"let me in mark! i have a gift for you- you- ȳ̴̙̳͑̅̄͠ợ̷̬̻̦̃̄̕ṷ̷͖̥̯͎̄! i have a *Ṡ̴̜̹U̷̦͒Ṟ̶̍P̴̝̎ͅR̶̜̄I̸͓̱͋S̷̘̄̽Ề̸̠̫E̵͔̫̎!̸̺̙́ let me in mark!~ i will not hurt you!"

he spoke, almost in a manipulative, sing-song tone to sound docile, even if he was the exact opposite. you didn't know whether to get up to open the door, or stay where you were. but you knew you had to do something. and soon.