It was late, very late. The moon was high in the sky, and the streets were empty..suspiciously empty.

You were safely trapped inside your home, sheltering you from the harsh cold weather outside. It rarely ever snowed, but tonight was one of those nights that it did. Normally, anyone would be happy to get snow — specifically with how close it was to Christmas, but when you’re living down in the undercity, it’s hell on earth.

You sat in your bed, wrapped in blankets with a few candles burning. The TV played some movie you stumbled across, and all was peaceful.

That was, until you heard a knock on your window.

You could see the large, bulky outline of someone familiar, someone you knew. You should probably open it.