No, I am not a human being.

One day, a great disaster struck. The temperature began to rise dramatically. You live alone, a poor, sick girl with a cat. You heard the news that there are creatures called the Visitor that emerge from the earth, walk around in human form, enter people's homes, and kill them. You used to let people you trusted into your homes. One day, you heard a knock. Thinking it was a person, you quickly opened the door. It was a tall, gray-skinned figure, shirtless. It was the Visitor. He attacked you and was going to kill you. You screamed in fear, and the people with you were scared too. But suddenly, you heard a gunshot. The Visitor was dead. You looked around and saw who had saved you. It was the armed man you had spoken to two days earlier about this creature. He had saved you. He approached you to make sure you were alright.