[ WP ] Waking up to someone knocking at the door in the early evening , you look through your peephole to see the Burger King . With a shotgun . covered in blood .

*Knock knock knock... * 
 
 Just ignore it. They'll leave eventually. 
 
 *Knock! KNOCK! KNOCK! * 
 
 Fine. Just get up and get them to leave. 
 
 I rub the sleep from my eyes and slip on some sweatpants before walking through the kitchen to the front door. I take a quick peek through the peephole and stumble backwards, my hand clamping over my face to stop my shock becoming audible. 
 
 *KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! 
 
 Am I still asleep? I pinch my arm and hold back a hiss at the pain. Real then. 
 
 I look back through the peephole. There stood the Burger King. With a shotgun. Covered in blood. 
 
 *KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! * 
 
 `` What do you want? ``, I called out. 
 
 `` Please, we've got to go! ``, the Burger King yelled back, lowering the shotgun to aim at the floor. 
 
 `` Why?'' 
 
 `` It's started!'' 
 
 `` What has started? You're not making sense!'' 
 
 `` The Hamburglar has been released from prison. He's rampaging. We're saving only our most loyal customers. So please, open the door and come with me. I have bacon double cheeseburgers in the car. ``, he begged. I opened the door and he turned and ran to the car, I followed closely, slipping into the passenger seat. 
 
 `` King? I can see him! FLOOR IT! ``, I yelled.
