George had been up late last night. He had lots of homework to do. He looked at his watch and said to himself "it´s already 22:00? I better get some sleep." He put on his pajamas and jumped into bed.

Next morning he woke up at 08:05 "Damn i´m late!". He ran to the kitchen to get some breakfast. But there it was his parents were dead on the floor. He was paralyzed with fear. He calmed down and ran out on the street to get some help but all that were there was just corpses. "What the hell is happening?"