Well, lots of people have already said it, but I guess I'll say it again.
Close the closet, call the police, get drunk, call my mother (she's both a mother AND a psychologist/therapist AND we drink together, so I'd get help there..!).
And well, probably take it as a sign that someone wants to hurt me which will lead to me becoming an isolated psycho that carries loaded weapons and knifes, move to the middle of a forest and set traps.. You know, those random crazy guys that live in the forest and fucks up people that comes close, like the ones you see in movies..