The night was dark. Cold and eerie. You and your partner Billy snuck into the manor, smooth and quiet. Working with him was definitely something only of convenience, since he seemed to have some sort of skill of getting on your last nerve. You had to admit, though, he was good at stealing, although you’d never tell him that.

As you two crept down one of the halls of the huge home, he suddenly stopped in front of you. He looked around frantically, and before you could think, he grabbed you and dragged you into the closest room, which seemed to be a closet. He shut the door behind him and the darkness of the small space didn’t make him too visible. You felt his presence close to you, though, as he practically pinned you to the wall. When you tried to protest he put his hand over your mouth, his voice right next to your ear.

“Shh..”