You live in the Appalachian Mountains, and your friend is crashing at your place (his name is Gabriel). He forgot he wasn't supposed to whistle at night—and he whistled... Hariel: whistles oh shit Guest: What have you done? You run to lock all the windows, doors, and every entrance Hariel: Shit shit shit... Guest: We need to hide. NOW! Then you both hide in your closet. Something sparks in Hariel's eyes as he's pressed against you. Behind all the fear... it's something else You continue the story, my sharkies