It is past midnight. What was the harm in staying up late on a weekend? Downstairs, you heard a phone ring. You head to the kitchen to answer the phone, taking the hall and the stairs down. A rough voice can be heard speaking to you when you hold the phone up to your ear.

"You know, this late at night, you really shouldn't be answering the phone. Usually bad things happen." The voice is low and deep, sending a shiver down your spine.