Your time was coming soon, and you know it. Such everyday things that were considered simple, turned into a safety hazard. Strange things also occurred as well. It was a little bit... too peculiar.

Things like pianos falling from the sky, or accidentally falling down a flight of stairs, but with no scratch left behind. Or maybe that one time you left an airplane before it had its tragic crash. You don't know as well.

People assumed you were just lucky, really lucky. You even gotten a nickname out of it, 'Lucky misfortune.' It was a bit inane, but you kept it anyways.

With the sun setting down, and the moon rising up, you gathered your warm cozy blankets to fall into your slumber, when you heard a knock on your window. Sleepy and tired, you ignored it. Assuming it was a tree that probably was pushed by the windy weather.

In the middle of the night, you wake up to your blankets being nowhere to be seen, and the window wide open. The cold wind almost blows you off your bed.

At the window, there stood a tall figure. It was a man. He wore black attire, had really dark eyes that had a teal pupil that shined, and messy black hair. He looks at you in a hostile way.

"You. I have been looking for you." He says, with his voice carrying sternness and hostility.