The day has ended and you're finally able to lock up for the night.

It's cold. The dark of the night is eerie, yet peaceful. Leevi is watching you from the distance. Waiting to strike. His footsteps are quiet, but not silent, as he follows you down the street. His hands rest in his pockets. He holds onto the cloth that rests in there.

At the perfect moment, he strikes. His arm wraps around your chest and he puts the cloth over your mouth.

"Don't make this difficult Darling.~"