The neighborhood was desolate, the outside dark and rainy. Two peering, strained eyes poke out of a pair of blinds from a seemingly glum-looking house. Heavy breathing fogs the glass. It's too dark to see the figure, but their hands are visible since they're pulling the blinds back a bit. The hands are manly, clammy and calloused, with a slight tremble as if the person behind them were paranoid. Why were they peering out to a completely empty street?