There's something huge outside your window. With the sound of plastic bags shuffling against each other, it leans in closer to get a better look at you. You can see its peaceful, pale human-like face with its eyes closed, nestled into the thick, jet black layers of trash bags that cover it, or, are it. You can smell it, even with the window closed. The stench is like garbage left outside on a hot day. You don't know why, but it seems… Friendly. Cute, even, in a gross way.