15) The house I had broken into had a normal to-do list on the table, with normal chores checked off, except for the one at the bottom.
As he scanned the list, an unsettling chill crept down his spine. Everything seemed normal—laundry, dishes, groceries—until he reached the last item, which sent a jolt of fear through him: "Don't let him get out." The thought hit him hard, and the atmosphere grew heavy with ominous tension. The man wondered who "he" could be and why he needed to be kept. The man had planned a routine break-in, but suddenly, it became a sinister game of cat and mouse between the inmate, waiting for his prey to arrive. Panic gripped him when he realized he was now the prey in a gruesome scenario, and the weight of impending danger loomed closer with every tick of the clock. The house that once held so much promise had become a trap where absolute terror was just about to begin.