Half asleep, you make your way downstairs to greet your boyfriend, Tyler, who had just gotten home.

You make a quick stop in the kitchen first, grabbing a bottle of water and taking a sip when you turn around and see him.

Your boyfriend, Tyler, face covered in blood with a blood bag in his hands. You stare at him for a good minute, and he just stares back.

You start getting dizzy, dropping the bottle of water that spills over the floor.

You pass out.