>>24844989 (OP)
I just saw my reflection blink. My daughter keeps crying about the man in her room, but I live alone. I told my son to run to the car after the sirens went off, but I know I only have enough supplies for one. The creature wearing my wife's skin just asked me why I'm crying. My dog is growling at the corner of the room, but there's nothing there. I finally understood what the voice in my head meant when it said, "We're not alone in here." The last thing I heard was my own voice from the basement, whispering back. I've been counting my family members in the bunker, and I have one too many. My phone just got a notification from an unknown number that read, "Look behind you." I died.