I’d say he’s almost certainly some kind of axe murderer. I doubt you’ll even be able to have sex safely for weeks now in case you get speared from under the mattress like a teenaged summer camp in the woods sex kebab. Your only hope is to stay chaste and head for open ground, in the hope of stumbling on a friendly constable. But how do you know you’ll be able to trust the copper? It’s not Dixon of Dock Green out there anymore. It could be anyone. They’re all homicidal rapist maniacs, the lot of them.