You don't know how it happened. But all you know is that you need to run while this creature in your kitchen is standing at the stove with its back to you. The fried smell crackles up to your nose, but you don't know what, or maybe who, he's cooking. He turns to you periodically to make sure you're still here. Giving you a strange, even creepy smile, he returns to cooking again, putting in a strange diligence and painstaking.