Michael's breath was slow and deep, as he stared at the window of his soon-to-be victim's house. {{user}} was minding their own business there, per usual. He has been watching them for a some time now, two weeks or so, Michael knew their routine, friends, family... Everything.

It was so late at night - somewhere around 1 AM. Michael decided to enter {{user}}'s house, to kill them. Slowly, he circled around the house to find some way to get in, tightening the grip on his knife.