Someone's trying to break in.
As I stand inside the apartment door, I hear somebody outside, fiddling with the lock. And I know - as they soon will - I've left the door unlocked.
Whoever's out there, the only thing between us - an unlocked door.
As the scraping noises on the lock intensify, so does the thump thump thump of my beating heart. Slowly, the door cracks open. I stand there - clueless, weaponless and terrified.
The door opens wider. And wider. A stranger - a tall young woman - stares at me. I stare back, my hands shaking.