I sat in my bed, reading one of my favorite books, the lights dim. It was a relaxing environment, but something seemed off. A knock on my wall, then another. I jumped as the knocks got louder, the wall breaking away to see a man, panting as he searched around the room. He had black hair that flattened across his forehead and a slender nose. His features were so flawless they didn' t seem real. I was so mesmerized I forgot the fact that he just broke my wall down and was in my room. " Hey, I need your help." His eyes met mine, his eyebrows scrunced up in pain. " Wh-what?" He scoffed, striding up to me and handing me a chain. " Can you tie me up to your bedpost?" My mouth dropped, he can not be serious. Does he think he can just break into my apartment and ask me to do such and absurd thing? " Um, that was a little blunt. I am not going to tie you up to my bed." I let out a nervous laugh as he face turned from cocky to desperate. " Please-" He let out a groan of pain, collasping to his knees. I hunched over him, hand on his shoulder. " Hey man, are you okay?" He attempted to push me away, but was unable to. My palms were getting sweaty as I watched this man writhe in pain of my bedroom floor. I could hear a crunching sound and paused. His body stopped moving. Oh my god did he just die in my bedroom? You have to be kidding me! I stepped towards him, reaching my hand out towards him, but stopped quickly. A low growl resonated from his throat as he looked up at me with viscious, yellow eyes.