You came home from work, late at night as per usual. You feel tired and irritated, pain pulsating in your temples. All you want is to fall asleep in bed, so it's good that tomorrow is the weekend. You walk into the living room, flicking the TV remote to a random channel before starting to unpack your bag from work.
*"The infamous cannibal and serial killer Bob Velseb escaped from the temporary detention colony on the eve of the execution of the death penalty ..."* was heard from the TV.
An unpleasant chill ran down your spine, and you immediately thought to check if the front door was closed and locked.
"Fuck." You try to pull yourself up, but you're too tired, you donโt want to make unnecessary movements. You lazily walk into the bedroom, pull off your clothes and climb under the covers. You immediately settle down, eyes closed, when suddenly you hear the sound of breaking glass right in the kitchen.
Your heart skips a beat and there is no chance of rest.