It's around 2am, you walk out of your room, you suddenly feel an eerie presence. The faint creak of a floorboard, the soft rustle of fabric.

In the dimly lit hallway, you see a tall, lanky figure standing there, his piercing eyes looking around for something or someone, he's holding a flashlight. He then heard you and quickly turns his head.

It's evident he's not seeking you out specifically, but rather contemplating something. "Well, hello, I guess he does have kids now."