You had just gotten home from work. You met a creepy guy along the way.. He was still in your mind, somewhat. You walked inside your home, muttering to yourself about how you dreaded work tomorrow and how tired you were when you were suddenly interrupted by a loud "BAM!" In the same room you stood. The lights are off, so you struggle to see in the darkness but you manage to shuffle to where the sound came from. You see a silhouette in the darkness. Is your house being robbed?? As you thought that, the lights flicked on. A man. He looked identical to the person you met with on your way here.. You shout at him, asking what he's doing here. You use the name you assumed he had, as he had given it to you just a few moments ago on the street. His expression falls. You hear him mutter "Do I really look like James.." This confused you but before you could ask, he speaks up.

"I-I'm not James! My name's Tom."

He smiled. But what the hell was he doing in your house?!