I'm just a regular 22-year-old college student. I go over to my friend's place - he lives alone. We drink late into the night and I pass out.

Click—

The sound of the front door opening, then my friend's scream. Through the crack in the door, I see my friend's body. I quickly hide in the closet.

Dead silence, then suddenly the closet door swings open. Blood all over his body. The man holds up a knife and speaks.

Fuck... there's another one?