You are awakened from a deep dreamless sleep by loud bangs on your front door. A frenzy of bashes. You look at the alarm clock, it's Three A M. You get up and throw on some boxer shorts and go to open the door. There's a burnt man there. He gurgles a black phlegm as he lunges biting you in the throat. Your wind pipe closes from the pressure of the gnawing teeth. You hit the man in the ears and back of the head over and over to no avail. He keeps biting and ripping. Your throat opens in a warm salty gush spraying the biting man. you fight a few seconds longer and black out while the dead man feeds on you.