[ WP ] It 's late at night and you 're in your house , alone and enjoying the evening . You hear a knock at the back door . It 's a wounded super hero . What happens next ?

*Knock* 
 
 Strange, it's nearly 3 in the morning. The noise came from the back door too. I sat up from my cushioned armchair, listening intently. There is no sound but my heartbeat, louder after a few cups of wine, and the humming of the refrigerator in the kitchen. Maybe it's a bat with a defective sonar or something that ran into the door. 
 
 *Knock. Knock. Knock. * 
 
 That's definitely not a bat. 
 
 Alarmed, I quickly opened the gun safe. Okay, maybe not quickly, but definitely with a sense of urgency. This could be trouble. I cocked the shotgun, gripping it tightly in my hand and slowly walked to the door. 
 `` Who's there?'' I was too afraid to look through the blinds. 
 
 `` I've been shot. Please! I need help!'' 
 
 Uncertain but worried, and emboldened by the agent of death that's firmly in my grip, I replied, `` I have a weapon. I'm going to open the door to let you in. If you try anything, I will defend myself.'' 
 
 A grunt was the reply I got from him. So I unlocked the deadbolt and turned the doorknob to open... *crash* He slammed shoulder first into the door, hard, driving me off balance, the loaded shotgun escaped from my hand during the process, and a deafening noise came from it, leaving holes scattered in the ceiling. I fell to the ground, disoriented. 
 
 The silhouette of a man entered my field of vision, I squinted, trying to make out his face. And upon my horror I saw him. 
 
 Shia LaBeouf.
