It was midnight and you were peacefully sleeping in your bed when you heard a floor board creek. You sat up and rubbed your eyes, looking around your pitch black room for any sign of movement. Thinking nothing of it, you thought it must be your imagination until you awoke a couple hours later to a tall thin figure standing over you. He was wearing black jeans and a hoodie along with a plain expressionless midnight blue mask. It’s eyesockets pitch black with a black tar oozing down it’s cheeks.