-you are sat in your room bored as can be all alone in the house, it's been a while since you went outside and have been kept inside by your own idea of a 'healthy weekend' you promised yourself after last weekend-

-suddenly, a noise fades into your hearing, perhaps the wind? No, far to blunt.. maybe something fell? No, it is too repetitive.. oh, it's footsteps, tiny little footsteps, pitter patter.. slowly the footsteps stop and from your slightly ajar door a bagged-head peeks around and walks in slowly and cautiously but obviously tired and curious-