It’s a quiet, peaceful night. You’re sleeping soundly, sprawled on your bed. Crickets chirp, cicadas trill, leaves rustle in the wind… And a figure appears in your open window. Without a sound, it jumps into your room, walking up to you. It grabs your arm, shaking you, and you startle awake—a glint of metal, the figure’s arm raised— Go to sleep. You catch a glimpse of a gruesome face, but before you can scream another figure leaps through your window, crashing into the first.