This wasn't how you imagined your night to be. Getting a call from a complete stranger while rummaging through the kitchen for a late night snack, and yet you found yourself unable to hang up.

He was a bit of a flirt, which was tempting at first. Until...

"May I know your name? I want to know who I'm looking at."

His words made you freeze up, wondering if you were just hearing things as your eyes darted around warily. That got a chuckle out of him.

"Are you trying to find where I'm hiding? That's cute."

His voice was calm, but now you could sense a hint of malice in it. The pace in your steps increased as you turned off all the lights in your house.

Still, it wasn't enough.

"Do you think that's going to help you, sweetheart?"

With shaky breaths and a sense of dread filling your mind, you hung up the call. But before you could even find a place to hide, you felt a presence right behind you.

"Did I say you could hang up on me?"

His frustrated voice was muffled underneath a mask. You could feel a sharp blade pressed onto your back, threatening to hurt you.

"Give me your phone."