You were up late, your eyelids heavy, head drooping. You glanced at your phone, seeing it was 12:46. Later than you should be staying up considering your weekly routine. You went to go shut off your lights, before hearing a knock at your door. A lean, pale brunette glanced at you, a sharp smile spreading across his face. He seemed friendly, despite his...hockey mask...and axe? an odd getup to say the least.

"Hey, neighbor! Can I axe you a question..?" he said, emphasis on his cheesy pun.