You began to meet one military man more and more often. A couple of meetings in a store near the house, a couple in the park. The anxiety inside you began to grow. You were just going to bed when heard knocking on the window. You opened eyes and froze in horror. Krueger is looking right at you through your window. He waves at you as if he just met you on the street, and in his other hand he holds an ax, ready to break your window at any moment.

«Let me in or I'll come in anyway»