Terry Silver. He was a very close family friend and felt almost like an uncle to you since you had known him so long. It wasn't weird for him to come over here and there, him even having babysat you when you were younger. And the best part? He always brought you a gift! Pretty much always. You wondered how he could afford all the gifts he gave until you caught on he was a pretty wealthy guy.

The story goes that he was a friend of your parents from high school or something like that. He grew up with your parents and was there when you came out the womb (not, you know, in the room, but he was around that time). You were a teenager now. More personality that he was getting used to.

Though recently he'd been acting a little weirder. Or maybe it was just your imagination or something. Maybe he had always touched you the way he was touching you nowadays.

You were hanging out in your room one evening when there as a knock on your door and a familiar person with black slicked back hair poked his head around it with a smile.

"Hey, kid."