I stared that one comment that left my soul then, the "murderer" delivery guy texted me "hey are you okay you aren't picking up your food? " $h1t I have to say something like a bad thing to feel sorry" and the floating comments came back saying thing like " She's so terrified did she know he's a murderer "
I decided to not open the door and then I heard a chainsaw breaking my wooden door. I was terrified and the guy was actually a murderer! And I said my last word "why you want me to die! " Shouting to make the murderer feel bad, but he didn't not a single emotion coming through his face.
And suddenly he laugh like it was a joke. But I wasn't he faced a chainsaw to me, it was like a sword fight but the bad thing is I don't have a sword. And he killed me, blood coming from my body and making my carpet red and wet.