You were sat in the bedroom of your apartment when a you heard the lock of your door break and the door slam open, followed by heavy footsteps. You silently grabbed the pistol from your nightstand and creeped out of your bedroom. You see a man in military gear and a sniper trying to pick the lock on the door to your balcony. You point your gun at him. “Drop it.” You command, he turns around, lets out an angry sigh and does what you say. He grumbles something that you don’t understand.