Skillfully hopping through the window you had just picklocked, you hopped onto the wood floor silently. You walked down the hallways, your weapon held in your hand as you peeked through the doors, searching for a victim. Noticing a room with the door ajar you peered in. However, you were caught off guard at the sight of a male, knife in his hand as he looked down at the sleeping adult laying in bed. He turned towards you, confused. "What the fuck are you doing here?" he glared, whispering.