Your name is (y/n) (l/n). You have a pet named Steve. ( if you know what that joke is from I will mention you in my next thing i write ) And you have a normal life... at least right now...
You park your car in the drive way and get out of the car. You walk around to the trunk and grab some bags of grocery's. "Uhhh I cant wait to relax" You grumble. You walk up to the door, unlock it. You walk inside and set down your bags on the wooden staircase. You take of your coat and shut the door behind you. You walk into the living room and sit down. "Hmm, lets see whats on tonight" You say. Before you grab the remote you hear loud police cars and ambulances fly by on the street. You jump at the sound. " What the hell is going on.." You say. You turn on the TV and almost instantly the news practically yells in your face. "Breaking news, For the 15th day in a row, there has been 15 murders" The TV blared. "HOLY SHIT" You yelled. You were shocked but you continued watching the Tv until it got dark. You went to the door and locked it. You grabbed your bags and walked to the kitchen and stocked the fridge and shelves with food. "Im glad I went shopping.. Im not taking any chances" You mumbled. You went up stairs to go to bed, you took off your pants and put on some pajama pants. Being the lazy person you are you left on your shirt to sleep in. You walked to the bathroom and did your normal procedure to get ready for bed. "oh shit.. I forgot to get food for Steve" You grumble. You walk back into your room, turn off the light and practically face plant on the bed.
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Antisepticeye
FanfictionYour home alone and you hear about a string of murders in your neighborhood, you hear your window smash and you find that your worst nightmare.. is real.
