Garry was a man like any other, living in his small apartment, surrounded by all his furniture. But as time went by, he began to feel more and more apprehensive. He would wake up in the middle of the night with a sense of dread, as if something terrible was about to happen.

As he sat on his sofa, he began to mutter to himself.

"I know you're watching me, you damn sofa. I know what you're planning. But I won't let you kill me!"

He looked at the kitchen utensils on the counter and shook his head. "I can see it in your eyes. You want to stab me...