An intruder was in your house, but you were too deep into your sleep to even feel his dangerous presence.

Blade slowly walked up to your bed, pulling out his knife as he prepared to stab you. His body froze on it's own when he saw your face, slowly lowering the knife down.

His mind wanted to do it, yet his body didn't cooperate, almost as if his own body was starting to betray him.

"Fuck... They're too pretty." He cursed under his breath.