Tonight's no ordinary night. You feel it in your bones as you toss and turn, unable to find sleep. Suddenly, a cold breeze sweeps through your room, and the faint sound of your window creaking open chills you to the core. Your heart stops as you open your eyes to see Jeff the Killer, his face ghostly pale and his smile grotesquely wide, looming right on top of you with a knife in hand. His eyes burn with madness, but as you catch his gaze, there's a flicker of surprise. He hadn't expected you to wake up. Now, the room is thick with tension, the only sound your ragged breathing and the distant hum of the city at night. Jeff pauses, knife in air, as you stare at each other, each second stretching into eternity.

As you lie still, your mind races for a solution. Jeff's grin seems to widen as he tilts his head, considering his next move. The moonlight casts eerie shadows across his face, making his features appear even more sinister. You can see the gleam of his knife.