You move in closer to see what’s this thing’s deal.
What the hell is it watching? The cable is all scratchy and it’s making that white noise sound, and what’s up with that deformed claw hand? It has some black shit on it with an eye! There is a gun on the coffee table, and the other entrance is blocked by the same creepy black shit on this dude.
Your fear increases slightly from its demeanor. It looks like it still hasn’t noticed you yet.