If you were home alone and your television with its wifi connection suddenly went static while watching an online video service, what would your reaction be?

Probably grab the remote and try the power button a few times, maybe check your wifi connection. Maybe even give up and go for a book.

I'm sure I've got you beat for the dumbest idea.

I felt confident in my abilities, so I walked through the kitchen to the back door so I could get to the power box located in the garage. My dog followed after, hoping for cheese. His name is Bulldozer. We named him that because he runs sideways at top speed every time we let him outside.

Before my parents split up, my father had vainly tried to teach me how the power box worked and I dredged up faulty memories of that time. I flipped the switch labeled "LR" hoping my theory of "turn it off and back on" fixall was applicable in this case.

The kitchen lights flickered off and the humming of the dryer, washing machine and dishwasher cut off along with my computer. I flipped the switch back on with a frown, "The kitchen one should be labeled just that, not an abbreviation for living room."

My logic compelled me to try the one labeled "KC".

I gave a victorious shout to startle the dog at my feet and quickly apologized as I moved the switch back into positive. Bull gave an unamused snort and settled back into place on his bed as I slammed the door and ran full sprint into a flop onto the couch.

The television flickered back on, resuming the episode of Yuyu Hakusho. It was an earlier episode, and Yusuke was getting pissed off with his crappy teacher-so Koenma told him to use his spirit gun.

The charged energy shot off and as I prepared to cheer him on, the screen cut off abruptly and I stared with a slack jaw at the static that was back.

"Really, you piece of sh-" I cut off, years of conditioning halting the swear word. Also, there was a creature's face forming on the screen.

A crazed smile was spreading over the face of a demonic being that was straining against the glass of the screen as if it was a bubble of flexible plastic goop.

"I woke up in the middle of the night to a tapping on my window. It was only my mirror again." I stared bug-eyed at the terrifying figure grinning wickedly at me. "That's what you just thought of, isn't it?"

I continued to stare at the hallucination, "GET IT BULLDOZER!" I screeched and threw a couch cushion as I began scrambling to climb over the couch.

My brave, fierce and furry protector stared at me, glanced at the terrifying thing and licked its face before plodding lazily back to the carpet and ignoring me.

The black and white monster glanced at the pittbull with an anime sweat drop before looking back at me, "Your guardian isn't very helpful, is he?"

Another wordless scream tore free and I lunged for the home phone, quickly dialing for the police.

"You've reached 911, what's your emergency?"

"Hello, I was watching anime when someone stepped out of my television and is now staring at me. He's a terrifying intruder. Please help me."

His-its?-amused curiosity lost all mirth and a heart-stopping aura of seriousness and threat replaced it, "I can't let you do that, brat."

"Listen if this is a pr-" the annoyed operator's voice cut off as whining static filled my ear, and I paled as the reality of the situation pounded hard against my shoulders.

My heart was beating out the next big drum solo as things other than the screen Oni began to fade to black and white and my breathing began filling what was left of my hearing in my right ear.

As the thing phased through the perpendicular couch, I stumbled backwards and landed on my rear end. Bulldozer came around and sniffed at me, thinking I was playing.

I shoved him away a bit and let out a terrified scream, sprinting down the entryway and fiddling with the front door's locks as it got closer and closer.

A clawed, crimson, rotting hand touched my forehead and everything went black.

As oblivion claimed me, a voice spoke in my mind, "Don't worry. You won't be alone either."

Holy fudging crap what the hell is my life.

Oooo, mysterious eh? What happens next?!