Andy was sick of the threatening messages. He was sick of waking up every morning to find the notes on his doorstep, saying things like 'Go Die', 'Kill Yourself', "Emo Fag', 'We're Gonna Get You', and similar things. The death threats and insults had been mailed to him, left on his doorstep, spray painted on his doors and walls, even attached to rocks that had gone sailing through his windows.

After the rock incident, which had been a little too violent for the boy's liking, Andy had top-notch security systems, plural, installed. Still, that didn't seem to deter the criminals. He still found the letters. In fact,the security systems were more of a nuisance because they kept going off, even though Andy could see nothing there.

Many times, he had awoke to the faces of cops shining lights on him, saying the alarm system had contacted emergency services for him. When they reviewed the videotapes, they could find nothing at all. When technicians came out, they could find nothing wrong with the system, and said that while any stray animal large than a house-cat could trigger it, that animal would certainly show up on tape

but no animal showed up on tape. The envelopes showed up out of nowhere, the rude messages were sprayed onto his house by an invisible hand, and the rocks levitated before throwing themselves viciously through his windows. And then just this last night, something devastating happened, that caused Andy to fear for his life even more than he already was.

He had woken up, and been unable to find his cat. He searched the entire house, until finally finding her outside. Her body had been ripped open, and her intestines pulled out. Her paws had been cut off too, to prevent her running.

But worst of all, was the message written on the side of his house, directly above the corpse, written in the poor thing's blood. "YOURE NEXT" it read.

Andy fled that morning, going to seek the others. He no longer felt safe.