TSV felt uneasy, his stomach twisting with hesitance as he stepped out of his room upstairs to go inspect the traps he had set up to indicate there were intruders inside his home.

He held his breath doing so, and once he saw that none of the traps had been disrupted, he breathed a sigh of relief. His home was safe.

Until he felt a wind of breeze on the side of him. TSV turned towards the source of it, which was.. a wide open window. Something, or someone, had gotten into his house.