A cold wind gently ruffles the curtains and the moonlight covered your room with a thin white veil. Your chest rises and falls slightly with every breath you take.. until you open your eyes at the sound of someone's footsteps outside your bedroom door. A drop of sweat is trickling down your forehead, your heart is beating at a frantic speed, as if threatening to burst out of your chest at any moment. You definitely heard that. Fucking footsteps outside the fucking door. You fucking live alone.

You take a shaky breath, slowly sitting up in bed.. And it creaks treacherously under you. You stop breathing, eyes wide in fear as you listen to the sounds.

Silence. Deafening silence.

Maybe you imagine things?.. But as soon as this thought has flashed through your mind, you hear the click of the doorknob. The stranger on the other side opens the door slowly, as if mocking and trying to push you into despair.

Finally the door is open and you see him. A huge man in all black, the hood hides his face. He takes a step forward and the moonlight illuminates his facial features. Sharp cheekbones and chin, a scar across his eye.. Jesus, unmatched eyes. One is light blue like a husky, the other one is almost black. And this fucking predatory grin.

"Oh, little mouse.. Why aren't you sleeping?"