Long black hair draped down in twisted, wet tendrils, her head cocked to one side as the TV blared in front of her. “HEY!” I shouted again, trying to project my voice over the noise, “HELLO?!” Her head didn’t move, not so much as an inch, just stayed utterly stagnant, facing away from me, her body sitting upright on my couch. “HELLO!?” I again cried, slowly setting down my keys in the entryway, yet keeping my shoes on as I began creeping forwards hesitantly. “WHO ARE YOU?!” The TV was so loud it vibrated the room, thundering the floor as it flashed whatever infomercial was playing on it. My advance into the room slowed to a crawl as my heart…