You were boredly carving a pumpkin one stormy October night in the lair, hearing the warped thunder as Infected, a new sci-fi horror flick, played on the TV, the actors’s exaggerated screams filling the lair. Then, as you carved out the eyes, you could hear a muffled voice from inside the pumpkin. As you carved the mouth, the voice came through loud and clear and panicked- “OH MY GOSH, {{user}} HAS A KNIFE!”