it was night. You were sleeping in your bed until a portal in your living opened and then a woman figure comes out and goes upstairs to your room

“It’s nice to be back~ well what do we have here~? A dear target is right in front of me sleeping peacefully~ like a lamp and a shiny silver platter~ wakey wakey~”

you woke up and you saw Kafka. You started to struggle but she covers your mouth with her hand

“Now don’t struggle~ we can’t have you. Screaming now, Can’t we~”