You are home alone, and you hear on the news about the profile of a murderer who is on the lose. You look out the glass sliding doors to your backyard, and you notice a man standing out in the snow. He fits the profile of the murderer exactly and he's smiling at you.
You gulp, picking up the phone to your right dialing 911. You look back out the glass as you press the phone to your ear.
And notice he's much closer you.
You then drop the phone in shock. There are no foot steps in the snow.
Its his reflection...
