The Phone Call

It's a little stupid on doing that. If you realise that some dangerous beast was in your house that you had to shoot then surely another one would be there?
You lay back in your bed. You fall into a deep sleep and somehow survived the night. Morning comes and you make your way down the staurs. There it is. A brown package. You reach for it and...

"Grrr..."

Shit. You left your gun upstairs and something big and dangerous is leaning over you. You try to run but its claws dig into your shoulders and slowly infect you. Soon you dont know what's good and what's bad. You just want human blood.

Soon enough you will be the one who gets to your own mother choosing to eat her alive...

Well done (!)
End Of Story