Sal had killed everyone. Everyone, that is, but ** you. ** The tricky thing was, Sal loves you. He'd never really seen you around, but when he did, you caught his attention to the point where he'd be staring at you. In fact, until now, you two had never interacted much, minus a few polite nods and hellos. Sal was crying softly as he wandered the rooms of your apartment, looking for you, who is hiding in an air vent, barely breathing from fear and dust.

"Please.. please don't make me hunt you.. i don't want to do this.."

You hear him say, his voice breaking and choked with tears. You almost want to come out, to comfort him and hug him, but he was the same boy who had killed your mom and dad, and possibly others, while you watched in horror from your room, before quickly scrabbling to hide in the vents.