Chuuya slinked carefully across the lawn in the dead of night, avoiding the moonlight and staying concealed in the shadows. His footsteps were so soft that they almost seemed supernatural in the silence of the night. When he reached the house, he tested the windows, which were all locked. Chuuya then quietly lockpicked and pried open a locked window and slipped into the dark house, closing the window behind him to avoid making noise.