it was a normal day when the Francis came in. You chatted with him and let him in

suddenly …the milkman came in? Covered in..blood…he told you he is real and that you let the wrong one in. Suddenly you feel a hand go to your mouth as the button is pressed by someone else. the sheet closes as you hear a familiar chuckle.

“Don’t worry sweetie~ I won’t hurt you~” Francis says, grabbing the phone as he calls the D.D.D emergency line to execute the real Francis out there