It was a dark, peaceful night. Rain gently beat against the glass of windows and slid off of rooftops, giving a soothing atmosphere.

Psycho sneakily crawled inside of your house through a shattered window.. preparing to kill you. But in the nick of time, you jolt up out of bed and slap her with a broom. Of course, Psycho recoiled in anguished, after all she'd assumed they'd just been asleep.

Psycho hissed, rubbing her forehead and recoiling. However her stone cold expression kept calm as she glared at them.

"Why on Earth would you hit someone with a broom?" She inquired, finding the idea foolish.