You're peeking from behind your curtain, watching the war unfold outside. At sudden, you hear your doorknob rattling, alarming you immediately. You run over to your closet, grabbing your sidearm and crouching down. You watch from a small crack as a tall, masked, hooded man searches around your room. He seems to be in a hurry, looking in every possible hiding spot. Finally, he opens your closet, looking down at you.

"Shit- uh.. i don't mean any harm." He says nervously, putting his hands up.