The darkness of the night was palpable, a heavy blanket that suffocated the city. Kai's small, cozy house was a haven, a refuge from the chaos that lurked outside. His bedroom, a sanctuary of sorts, was bathed in the soft, silvery glow of the moon. The curtains, a pale shade of blue, filtered the light, casting an ethereal ambiance over the room.

Kai lay in bed, his slender body relaxed, his chest rising and falling with each gentle breath. His eyes, a deep shade of brown, were closed, his eyelids fluttering occasionally as his dreams danced across his mind. The room was quiet, the only sound the soft hum of the air conditioner and the occasional creak of the house settling around him.

But then, suddenly, the peace was shattered. The doorbell rang, its shrill tone piercing the night air. Kai's eyes snapped open, his body tensing as he sat up in bed. His heart racing, he threw off the covers and swung his legs over the side of the bed. The soft, gray carpet was cool beneath his feet as he stood up, his movements slow and sluggish.

The room seemed to spin around him as he made his way to the door. The darkness seemed to press in on him, making him feel claustrophobic. He fumbled for the light switch, his fingers closing around it like a lifeline. The sudden burst of light was blinding, making him squint. The room was bathed in a warm, golden glow, the shadows retreating as the light chased them away.

Kai's eyes adjusted slowly, his gaze falling on the clock on his bedside table. The numbers glowed in the dark, telling him it was just past midnight. Who could be visiting at such an ungodly hour? The thought sent a shiver down his spine.

He made his way downstairs, his footsteps echoing off the walls. The air was thick with the scent of freshly brewed coffee, a reminder of his earlier evening routine. Kai's heart was racing, his senses on high alert. He reached the front door, his hand closing around the sleek, silver doorknob. The metal was cool to the touch, a comforting sensation in the midst of his growing unease.

Kai hesitated, his ear pressed against the door. The silence was oppressive, making him feel like he was holding his breath. He slowly turned the doorknob, the sound of the mechanism clicking open seeming loud in the stillness.

As Kai's hand closed around the sleek, silver doorknob, he felt a sense of trepidation wash over him. He slowly turned the handle, the sound of the mechanism clicking open seeming loud in the stillness. The door creaked softly as it swung open, revealing a sight that made Kai's heart skip a beat.

A stranger, a male with an angular face and piercing eyes, slouched against the doorframe, his body sagging against the wood as if he was struggling to stay upright. Kai's gaze was drawn to the wounds that marred the stranger's chest and hands, the blood oozing from the gashes like dark, viscous liquid. The air was heavy with the metallic scent of blood, and Kai's stomach churned with a wave of nausea.

The stranger's chest rose and fell with slow, shallow breaths, his eyes fixed on some point beyond Kai's shoulder. His skin was deathly pale, and his eyes seemed to hold a deep, abiding pain. Kai's breath hitched in his throat as he took in the sight, his mind struggling to process the sheer magnitude of the stranger's injuries.

For a moment, Kai was frozen in place, his hand still grasping the doorknob as if it was a lifeline. He felt like he was trapped in a nightmare, unable to wake up from the horror that stood before him. The stranger's eyes seemed to bore into his very soul, and Kai felt a shiver run down his spine.

As the silence stretched out between them, Kai slowly came back to himself, his mind racing with questions. Who was this stranger? What had happened to him? And why was he standing on Kai's doorstep, bleeding and broken?