I’m driving down a one-way road in the rain and there’s a truck coming towards me.
The door handle rattles. She’s trying to get out the basement again.
If you’re reading this, Jacob, you’ve taken your interest too far.
I went to sleep in my mother’s house. Problem is, that isn’t where I woke up.
I dropped my car keys. My pursuer caught up.
I come home to find my front door open, but everyone who would want to visit me has been murdered.