This was a couple nights ago, actually.
A freind's parents were murdered. She got out alive. Since she was most likely next on their hit list, she now lives at my house. We both still go to school, and because we are such dumbass, we tell pratically everybody on campass that she is at my house now.
One morning, I wake up to find three black vans on my front driveway. I panic and try to find a way out (my room is on the second level) before the would be murders find me.
Then I wake up for real...